… Words flow like a river undamned.
Damned just the same am I for not-
Trying to stop them from-
Striking you down and –
Pulling you under.
… Words cut like a razor.
And I sit and watch them,
Cut you open and,
Make you bleed tears,
And angry words.
… Words freeze like ice in my throat.
And I try to think of something to-
Warm them and take back old words.
But before I get the chance to change,
You turn and walk away!! …