Triumphant Absurdity

My words have been

held

within the confines

of my head; locked

behind tight iron lips;

bouncing

off the walls of my skull

in wondrous merriment

multiplying

and making new friends

amongst themselves.


Collating in an uprising

of sentences

- nouns and verbs

set aside their differences,

and become one

for one purpose.


They charge the iron gate

that is my clenched jaw,

as I fight the onslaught

of verbal warfare

coming from within.


They must not escape!!


One final push

and the gate flies

free from it's hinges,

as my words spring forth

in triumphant absurdity;

flying free

from the deep silence

that once tortured them

so tirelessly.