How you dress words—
Spread their bright wings
And then cut them,
Snipped at the joints—
Pull out the mush,
Which is the best
Part, and freeze it
For a cold night.
What’s left? Small bones,
Light shards that stick
In your thoughts if
You gulped too hard.
How does that work?
You can’t eat words!
No, no. Not words.
The bones eat you.
Saturday, October 3, 2020
What’s Four Words’ Times Four’s Lines?
