Lost Words

Words that belonged to mind

Have joined the ranks

Of paints clinging to a brush

Meant to sing across some canvas

With a talent I was not blessed with

And a passion I use for other endeavors

I could ask why you have encrypted yourself

But the only response I’d receive

Would be in languages I have always elude

And symbols I will never understand

Are you mad about inspiration I always fail to grasp?

That I watch as it dissipates into my subconscious

Like fireworks to commemorate American independence

So aweing for a second, before it is out of sight, mind, and sound

And all that remains is black – a void so empty, so deep –

So deep that I can see the evading words reflected in it

Words of nonsense – of chaos –

As I reach and long for them

They steadily move away, leaving me amiss

Causing only pain as they stab my illiterate heart