My fellow words
:
I give you all my thoughts; no, not all-
-but certainly most.
You and I
can be vividly in sync,
Here,
at my side
This side and a request
:
Soft
Climbing, flowing,
beneath the outer rims of my lips
and channeling between the passages of my silkened, fabricated time.
Say the names.
Say for my friends,
and calling when I love,
Your's is an ending with brilliance;
gently unlocking through the chambers of one's ears,
As I draw back to let you go again,
I can still feel the traces,
left with the weakened suffix,
still collapsing under the space between my tongue.
Yet,
it can all be so foolish:
dum shit
:
What the Fuck?
FUCK FUCK!
FUCK IT!
GODDAMMIT, FUCK!
OH MY GOD! WHAT? FUCK!!
THAT PIECE OF SHIT, THE FUCK DOES HE KNOW?
I'LL KICK HIS ASS!
OH? Oh, oh... shit.
and more and more.
Syllables, not just your spoken words, but also the syllables of your mind,
all become your enemy....FUCKER!
Here will be an on-going list of my favorite words:
(please feel free to add to it):
(please feel free to add to it):
Jurisdiction
Coy
Syntax
Tributary
Cantaloupe (such an oddly formed word)