Thursday, July 29, 2004


It was a matter of simple osmosis
That brought our words to life.

I first found a trail of them,
Busy verbs and prepositions,
Searching for crumbs of information.

Every book in my library
Has become a hive
Each an antagonist to the others.

Darwin feuds with Freud.
Mein Kampf struggles with Nietzsche.
The science-fiction section
Has become a technological dystopia.

There are battles biblical and mythopoetic
With carnage literal and metaphoric.
The floor is littered with letters
And suffixes torn from their roots.

At first I tried to intercede,
But I quickly learned
That words can sting.

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