[Poem] These Words Are

2009-01-12 @ 12:22 a.m.

these words are my oil,
the world is my
is my canvas and I'll
smear them break them blend them,
twist them
shape them,
brush them across
brush them across the world til
my voice is heard.

these words are my
fabric and
I'll cut them tear them
measure them, unwind them,
stitch them together
stitch them together til
the greatest are garbed
in my voice.

these words are my words are
my food and I'll
mix them, stir them,
season them perfectly with
parenthesis and apostrophes
and commas too,
until the hungry until
the hungry can be fed
by my voice.