I yearn for words
that drip forth
from mouth to air in effect
of butterfly wings
rippling forth
omnidirectional
The ripples
salaciously
non-directed
unimpeded
touch animate and inanimate
in fluidic memory
Words as flags
Words as weapons
Words as cattle
burst forth interpreted
succinctly
by internal codacies
I yearn for words
simplified
to unmeaning message
my thoughts
pushed forth
with intent.
Categories: Kyle Richtig Journal, Poetry
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