Wednesday, March 18, 2009

A scientific breakdown for words unheard.

So my words decompose,
like rotting leaves.
Leaving fumes of distrust
and decrepid consonants.
At the bases of trees,
the piles fester.
Much like apples.
A summer's harvest
Gone awry.
They mean nothing.

1 comment:

Pianomaster00 said...

No no no, your tremendous insight fails you for once. Your words mean everything, you must simply know to whom you must say them.