Shattering
On the verge of shattering
the wonderful world of words
they approach, come near
because they already know
soon I will utilise them
them, so joyfully inviting me
I take part in the feast
among syllables, rhymes,
homophones, false cognates.
We are all here for eating
for devouring one another,
not feeling advantageous
just living the moment
whilst marvellous stanzas
they shall materialise,
shaping up to dazzling smiles.
Coming from your mouth,
what else could I ask for?
I am not surprised,
no, not at all.
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