Words Are Falling Like Rain
Words are falling, like rain, like rain.
Words living and dying and born again
Falling like rain.
And they are falling on windows, drumming on rooftops
Words that are gentle, words that are ruthless
Falling like rain.
Words in trickles and rivulets, in streams and torrents
Words splashing onto legs, words drenching heads
Falling like rain.
Out of thin air, pure, clear, sent distant,...
Wednesday 2nd December 2020 3:48 pm
Chit Chat
Speaking can feel like your swallowing
So, you may as well swallow instead
Or it’s giving,
Giving and giving
Fingers down your throat,
Retching
Searching for…
Will I be stronger tomorrow?
Or just hollow tomorrow?
So, you end up filling up on someone else’s dictionary
I am disarmed without my language
But my language is disarming
Words do break your bones
Voca...
Saturday 2nd November 2019 3:40 pm
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