Sterile words from impotent thought,
Caress nothing but my tongue.
Concern of heart, words set to flight.
Behold the lead balloon.
Incomparable emotion, unfailing truth.
Flaccid words stab the air.
Beneath the effort, failure seized,
Unknowingly within my grasp.
Alas, the end and words calm none.
As moments weigh more than words.
The scale remains, unjustly tipped.
-J.G.Smith (03/27/05)
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