WIT HUMOR CUNNING
like a serrated knife
when you're under it
twisting
black handle like a mountain
crowding out the sun
but next to
or on top of
it glistens and shines.
it's a beautiful
modern day woman's
blessing and disguise.
still, underneath?
well, it's bloody down here.
WORDSMITHS ARE WAIT STAFF
the forever inarticulate
try desperately to use
demanding words with
syllables they can
hardly
control
the forever inarticulate
imagine themselves to be
beyond the rest of us
in word and deed
to them
we appear to scrape
their crumbs
if only they were learned
enough to realize
we are picking up
in earnest
meaning nearly
lost
through their misuse
meaning that
without
Wordsmiths
slides away
scatters
disappears
so we wait
for their
every
disastrous
next
turn
of
base
phrase
we are
waiters
indeed.
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