WORDS ON FIRE

we live in these poems
for a while
for a moment
words brush their wings
against us

we are touched
by the fingertips
of vowels and consonants
tripping sliding dangerously
across the screens
that light up the dark
in our temporarily sacred rooms
of metaphors

that skim
across the moon
and touch our eyes
and we can see
other worlds
other skies

and with absurd adjectives
we make avowals
of our blind faith
to the obscure reality
of our dreams

our words replace in language
the silence of despair
we share our joys and insights
and touch the aching pain
that hides
that needs to be
that glides
that aches for breath
that longs for desire
that sets our words on fire
that leads us to our death


(Collage Detail: Butterflies 2 by Carlton)
© Carlton Carr 2013
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