Words are disappearing
like bats or bees
Pollinators of poets
Words.
They’ve dropped out of the sky
too starved to fly
or vanished altogether.
No one knows what’s happened.
Maybe they’re too opulent
too lush and languid.
Those that are left
are overworked
hollowed out
altered toward efficiency
stripped of vowels or of their consonants
then injected with numbers
c u
b4n
04/19/08, 04/21/09
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