nosegay

When im falling
Let a word send
Me hurtling
Skywards let a
Word be mine
To breathe life into
Me when im
Drowning and
Similar magic be
In masses of words
Each as potent as
The last but far
Easier would be
To have so many
Slaves just to make
So much fuss over i
Though of little help
For my sinking
In the chaos
The force of words
In voices full
Chattering, barking
And growling
With the unmistakable
Laughing wastes
The substance of words
When from my
Mouth they are heard
Oh where did i
Empty myself


My countless deaths replayed
I grow old nonetheless
Though none too bad for it
I think
Considering the many times
A mortal sigh
Has escaped this soul
But I shut the lid tight
Inside a jack in the box


See you asked
For a gift
And I made you
This world
And gave you
The whip in
A golden box
Now in all this
Sound of cracking
I wonder what
Odd would your
Rejection achieve
Your refusal of
Your gift maybe
it will send
the structure crashing