The words

in

front of me

won’t stay

still,

they race

with

each other

and seem

drunk

on their

own

cleverness

at

telling

a

good

story.

 

Cheeky buggers!

 

Words

like

pirate,

vampire

and

time,

all things

that are

pretty

outlandish

march

across

the page

and

all of a

sudden

I see

a ship’s plank,

razor teeth

and

chiming clocks

with my

brain’s

eyes.

 

Words

like

poverty,

loss

and

love

make my

heart

hiccup

and

something

in me

changes

and I can’t

go back

to who

I

used

to

be.

 

All of

this

because

of

words.