Friday, May 27, 2016

words























“You brood of vipers, how can you who are evil say anything good? For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks. The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in him, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in him. But I tell you that men will give account on the day of  judgment for every careless word they have spoken. For by your words you will be acquitted, and by your words you will be condemned.”   Matthew 12:34-37
when it comes to words,
it has always been all or nothing,
words have been my best friends,
my only companions,
my slaves,
my sluts,
my bitches,
my lovers,
my fantasies,
my obsessions,
my masters;
my salvation;
I have used words
like a healing salve,
spreading them like butter
on unseen cuts and gashes,
until there was nothing left,
a silent barrier,
behind which I could bury
all the loneliness and tears;
words have been there
when there was nothing else;
words should not be wasted
on summer roofing jobs,
or dead Italian uncles,
but then one MFA,
is worth about 2 nights
in the gutter,
following 5 day benders
which you can barely remember,
or one week in a cock-roach infested hotel,
with rats so big they stand on their hind legs,
begging like trained circus seals,
all the while daring you to do
something about it,
and all the while knowing
that you won’t;
it’s moments like that,
when you understand words
you never knew existed,
words you will never learn
at Harvard, or Princeton,
or Vassar,
as you slowly sip a bottle
of Wild Irish Rose, or Thunderbird
or Mad Dog 20/20;
I have used words to describe
every act of perversion,
every known degradation,
every dark empty thought
existing with the human soul;
so who am I to judge?
words are clay,
in the hands of an artist,
waiting to be sculpted
into unknown beauty
that defies description,
they are the face
of tragic cruelty,
beyond the limits our simple minds
can even begin to fathom;
words are nothing,
words are everything,
by your words
you will be condemned,
by your words
you will be freed;
so choose your words
wisely.
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