Word Power
The words they lay unbending on the page they wait for her
She blows
The words they tumble as rivers of ink off the paper
She knows
The words fall upward they will to bleed into your eyes
And no
The words they break your mind and will not apologize
They go
To break to flow to type to paint to write to tangle to clear to dance to soar to bury
She wields pen and ink
To take life or preserve it
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