Monday, November 2, 2015

Taste

My tongue is raw
My mouth is bloody
But I tasted a galaxy
And it was worth it
I can't stop the words that flow
I watch them drift
I watch them go
On currents of thought
Speeding away like scared animals
They're gone
They know where to go
They will find their way to you
Times when you're alone
These words will tiptoe
Through the windows
Through the screens
Through the blinds
Through machines
These words will not rest
Till they get a taste too


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