Lost Words

1.    SWEET NOTHINGS

Where are the words of rage, disgust, passion?

Why do I flirt with sweet nothings?

When did I change from somebody to nobody?

Was it the day the moon swallowed the sun?

2.    EASY PATH

It’s the easy path:

To feel

What they like to feel,

To give

What they want,

To etch

What they can notice.

I know they will go

Like the others before.

There’s always an expiry,

No guarantee after.

3.    THE READER

Maybe, it’s not so.

Maybe,

I am on a path in a desolate land,

To the woman without a care;

Maybe,

I write to her

Letters coded unaddressed;

Maybe,

The postman, her kidnapper,

Will read to her;

She can’t leave,

That’s for sure,

They call it heaven.