Words
Are but random scribbling
in the life of the soul.
or perhaps the soul of the life.
Either.
Neither.
Better put - a cobweb cast both into and against the dark.
keeping the different path, the not awake at bay
embracing what accepts the gentle drag.
Sentences - strung together webs of filigree
common thought entwines with common thought
what is
is.
Steel bends, lumber splinters, brick cracks
all will be ruin in time.
thoughts
turned to words
touch the stars -
what is not
does not.