Words. Just words.
They cannot fly or pull
a splinter from the nail,
change oil in the car
or wash dishes.
But how they sit,
ridiculous or wise
like angels on their white,
white page.
Tonight, I write
"O beautiful words,
silly, playful, bleeding,
meaningful words-
why can't you
pay my mortgage?"
1 comment:
Ah yes, if only! :)
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