The Word

Your words are like water. all words are water.
at least they occur as water occurs as two molecules happen to run into each other and go steady
When the words take shape when they are heavy
they freeze in the memory and as permanent as ice in a cold climate can be
or when one can cook, when there is fire
the words sublimate
they turn into vapor that falls and collects on one's eyes when they read, on one's ears when one listens. vapors.
but these changes from just words into weight and
weightlessness
require work require energy
when left alone the words flow still, and still flow freely
and in nature streams of spoken words litter once good earth
thoughts, curses, prayers, all pool in puddles or moisten the lawn in the early dawn
all the shit strewn creeks behind houses filled up with shopping carts and car batteries, that's the waters of idle conversation.
that's the rain of a million questionnaires
the scribbled written words, the shopping lists, the phone messages, the post-its,
the scribbled notes collect in vast oceans
by nature when the water is left alone it flows, it flows downhill,
gravity hold precedent here for the naked and untamed words
sometimes it goes directly down
down the drain
counter clockwise I suppose
depending on where you are when you flush it