Where do the words come from?
As they slip
and lisp from
deep places
and twist into sounds.
As they arise from
inhabited thoughts
that are illusions and
illusive interruptions
of space.
And they have
the capacity
to bite and cut
and jab into
soft fleshy realities,
while multiplying
and propagating
into overpopulated emotions
and anxious breaths.
What are words
but outbreaks of
viruses that contaminate,
confuse and
consume time
with their prolific
verses and stanzas.
Their offspring
committing suicides by
falling off pages
too small
to
contain
them.