the words were a way out

between the rigid definitions,

the expectations carved in cant

the words slipped along fault

line’s edges; the incongruous fissured

like water through the undefined

the words wore meaning there,

bare and taut, shrugging off

all social niceties for love

the words were love for the world:

the laughter of the sun rippling

the horizon further each day

words were a way to a salvation

from what I was not to become

(June 25, 2018)