October 17, 2008

Nothing but L A N G U A G E

                             But you are nothing without me

                                You would be oblivion

                                                                     Forgetfulness

                                     A body with no purpose, life-less

                                                  The fragile cover of a dream

                                       I am part of you

                                                                 I was before you

                                        And if you can be such and such

                                                                                             It’s because

                                          You’ve had to be on good terms with me

                                         You’ve tried to escape from me many times

                                          But, Alas, you cannot,

                                                                              I’ll find you always

                                         I live with you

                                                                 Could you hide from your eyes?

                                                                                                            arms?

                                                                                                           tummy?

                                         You make me laugh poor little thing

                                                                                           Human

                                                                                          Made of flesh and

                                                                                      f

                                                                       Arrogance                    

                                                                          Doubt a

                                                                                     r

                                        Don’t ever try to deny me, lest I should embarrass y

                                                                                                                     o

                                                                                                                    u

Everybody fears me

                       Wants to own me, study and file me

But I own them always in the end

                  Silly, silly mortality and timed beasts

Life of my own I

When you say I you mean you

YOU (me)

           

                                                          

                                                                     I was given you

                                                           A means to me

                                                                            Language


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