Too many words drop
On ears dripping fears
And everyone knows they dropped
But wish they were not there
On paper the toddler’s designs
Making sense to the author only
Who sees the blank page
As offensive and repulsive
Yet so few words penetrate
Pensive eardrums
To settle for some passions
In the marketplace
On paper they dance as on TV
Becoming a rainbow of pornography
Leaping from wardrobes for words
As oases in the desert place
Sometimes a bomb is dropped
To triple the trouble
Other times it is defused
To cripple the creeps
On ears dripping fears
And everyone knows they dropped
But wish they were not there
On paper the toddler’s designs
Making sense to the author only
Who sees the blank page
As offensive and repulsive
Yet so few words penetrate
Pensive eardrums
To settle for some passions
In the marketplace
On paper they dance as on TV
Becoming a rainbow of pornography
Leaping from wardrobes for words
As oases in the desert place
Sometimes a bomb is dropped
To triple the trouble
Other times it is defused
To cripple the creeps
A clear imagerie of what words can do both to the ear and to the eyes.
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