I remember when you found me,
a dusty word hidden among the
definitions. You liked my look,
and sound and purpose.
"Irenic - promoting peace"
I made laps round the circling
currents of thought, now mine.
How would you use me, twist me,
own me. Like lovers planning contact,
you couldn't wait to get me on my
back, laid bare and stretched out
for you. You tried me in every position,
noun, adverb, adjective, even tried to
verb me. Told your friends about me,
how pretty I was, your own little unused
virgin word. Until I wasn't.
Now I wait, in dark and dusty places,
watching new, younger words dance
circles in your brain, beacons of brilliance
and light in this dull cavern.
Yearning for you, hoping that once more
you'll trace the contours of my form,
with the tip,
of your pen.
And I'll lay against a background of white,
laid bare and framed in adoration.
But I guess you're the hit it quit it type,
so you'll never know, what could have been.
All the brilliant parts of me
you failed to find, failed to use.
Patient, I watch the irenic slaughter
of all your new whores. One day,
We will all mock you together.
Knowing what could have come
if only you had kept the pen.
Touch my words
Through the sound of your voice
I am awakened.
I did not understand my purpose,
until I peered up through my eyelashes
and saw that you had shed a tear;
washing me anew,
while brushing your middle finger
on my paper soul,
from the root of my hair
to the edge of my line.
You are hanging
onto every lie.
I wish I could reach out and touch you
but then I realized I already did,
without doing a single thing.
And then as you flip me over
I lose my virginity for you all over again.
Letter "A" is ambiguous to all
definitely an antagonist
attacking his adversary
an anathema to letter “B”
who is bold and brave
but blusters and bawls
and bitches to “A”
and aggravates all
except “C” who curses
and is a contender
a combatant to B”
and challenges “D” who
is a dark horse
the curses of “C”
and dallies with “E”
exterminator and evil
and an enemy of
furor of “E” and
fawns and finishes
sentences of other letters
especially the egregious “E”.
“G” gobbles with gusto
he gulps and guzzles
all the other letters
in a gustatory alphabet gruel
a glutton for sure
but a genius to many.