words, living entities and

muscled-up memes

writhing in mind, seeking expression



string those sentient souls together

put precise principles into practise


words willobey me

I am their Master

I solidify words into

several sentences


Improvise a dart then

shoot straight to your head

into your nervous system

direct to brain, and I do it again


poetry, words as weapons

fighting, your mind against

my mind, armed and savage



sentences, that living smoke

well able to breach the minds

of many men, almost like pollen

so minuscule, gentle, so potent

in their calculations


words are sparks, I the fire

burning up the great tangle

of brush that is, in fact

the collective unconscious

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