WORDS I

WORDS ARE STROKES ON CANVAS
ARE NOTES IN MUSIC
ARE SHAPES IN OBJECTS
ARE BLOOD IN PEOPLE

WORDS CAN BE SHARP
AS SHARP AS RAZORS
CUT DEEPER THAN A FAST STAB
AND A STABBED SKIN IS A MIND FILLED WITH TRUE THOUGHTS
WRITTEN THOUGHTS RHIMING ON A CHEAP BAR NAPKIN
NAPKIN PLACED ON A DIRTY MAN'S LAP

WORDS CAN BE POWERFUL AND PAINFUL TOO

CAN HIT HARDER THAN A PUNCH
FISTED PUNCH OF DRUNK WANDERERS
WORDS CAN KILL
CAN MURDER LOVERS AT DAWN
CAN HURT AS BAD AS DEADLY SHOT GUNS
ALL BECAUSE OF THE EVIL THAT LIES IN EVERYONE
AND IT IS KEPT INSIDE

THAT EVIL THOUGHT WHICH CAN'T BE HIDDEN
CAN'T BE DISGUISED

WORDS CAN BE SPIT
CAN BE SAID AS IT WOULD WEIGH TONS
OFFEND THE SPINAL CHORD OF A PURE LISTENER
WORDS ARE MEANT TO DESTROY WHEN ONLY USED THAT WAY...

by Laila Chris

June.10th.2006

just wanted to send an empty email...
with nothing on it...
no words, no messages, no emoticons...
forget fonts, their colors or sizes...
Just a blank page - plain white...
No links...
No forwards...
No attachments...
No prayers...
No imbecil slide shows...
No spams: penis enlargers, instant viagaras, or green cards at your door...
Forget viruses or any other donations...
JUST A HIPER-TEXT WITHOUT THE TEXT
A simple Electronic Mail to you...
without subject and no need to reply
with only one click - nothing more - and... it is there
to
bug
you

by anonymous

Fragile Little Sister

Little sister was never listened to. So she ran away. Went to a place where she thought good listeners would be there. Later on, finding out she was mistaken, little sister took a plane. Settled down in a distant land where no one would listen to her again, after all the local community did not even understand her mother tongue. Fragile little sister then decided to try once again, for the second time, to move away; so she packed, tied her hair all up, took a deep breath and jumped off of an airplane. The parachute luckily worked. Little sister landed on a deserted soil. This time she knew no one would listen to her because there there was not a trace of human existence. There, there were only her lungs. She yelled. Screamed to the top of her voice - no echoes whatsoever. She was again not being listened to... not even by herself... She then realized that running away in order to be listened to was not right. That was cowardness. Waste of time. She prayed to die. That was her only way-out, but nothing happened. In the end, little sister noticed that she wasn't being listened to because the others were in fact deaf. They would never listen to her even if they wanted to. God had made them deaf. God did NOT want her killed, so little sister cursed God. Since He could listen to her... since He was the only one who could listen to her... He made her deaf too!

by Laila Chris

by Carol

Have I lost the simplicity of being human?
Am I just tear(ing) the impossible?
A schizophrenic man and a blind girl are in love.
A schizophrenic man and a blind girl dance.
A schizophrenic man washes a blind girl’s feet.

So good, so good, I’ve got you.

Have I?


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