Words
There are words that sting-peck-poke-spin
and leave priceless marks
There are words that hurt-strike-attack-injure-harm
and let blood splash
There are those that anesthetize
and the inert body gains another form
Words
There are words that thaw
and become tears of those who suffer
or enjoy life
But of ALL THE WORDS
I respect those that are said and pronounced by mouth
and slip through the body
and reach the Port of I
provoking fervent-chills-heats-endless sensations
Words
I want the words
that work as sex
and mate with the passionate sun
I wish the words
that act as copulation
and give birth to a POEM
In fact,
I adore Words
that get me drunk
and bring me back to the imaginary world.
Stefan Florana Dick