For The Taking
by SuniD
There
is heaviness to time;
urgency
about words.
I
obsess
and
constantly review,
embracing
the weight
of
retaining shrewd lessons.
Gauche
stumbling will lessen.
Bleeding
heels bruise over time.
I
weigh
The
reception of words.
Write,
read, review
and
again obsess.
Obsessively
excavating
obscure lessons.
Familiarizing
through review,
I
murder time.
Demolish
words;
feathery
paper weights.
Faultless
syntactical phrases weigh
on
my graphite tongue. Obsessed
with
formless words
and
untaught lessons,
I
make time
and
potential future review.
My
book review
plunges
like anvil weight
through
the quagmire of wasted time.
The
correspondent obsesses
over
yoga lessons,
not
words.
Words
connote
historic review
of
cultural lessons.
Fragile
minds bore the weight
of
a scholar obsessed,
adding
substance through time.
