Wordless Information
Heed the in between lines
invisible to endless eyes,
their focus fixed
upon only the black and white
outlines of shapely lettered fragments
forming partially meaningless sentences
of endless pronouns without verbs
to give those pictures motion,
or emotion
Less is nothing
but an inferior idea
of objectivity,
on a subject, empty of all meaning
except for the missing words
to mis-focus on,
an open hole in the white
parchment of hearts,
a gaping precipice
to draw in all feeling
deep into its black existence
More is everything
but the end
of simplicity
in a life, full of false pretenses
and random revelations
to become lost in,
a gathering cloak to embrace
on the cold winter days,
a warm body
to feast upon the frozen bones
and heat the lips
into a smile.
Such a wonder
to find such solace
in but a smile,
a wordless embrace of two hearts
eyes locked, relishing in the moments
hoping that that stare
will last a lifetime.
No need to blink away the questions
love has no use for them,
they are only functional steps
to keep the tears from flowing,
for their newfound joy
in such simplicity.
Brian J. Demick |
Submission Name: Wordless Information
