language
 

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language

if language were liquid

it would be rushing in

instead here we are

in a silence more eloquent

than any word could ever be



these words are too solid

they don't move fast enough

to catch the blur in the brain

that flies by and is gone

gone

gone

gone



i'd like to meet you

in a timeless, placeless place

somewhere out of context

and beyond all consequences



let's go back to the buildingon little west twelfth

it is not far awayand the river is there

and the sun and the spaces

are all laying lowand we'll sit in the silencethat comes rushing in and is

gone



i won't use words again

they don't mean what i meant

they don't say what i said

they're just the crust of the meaning

with realms underneath

never touched

never stirred

never even moved through



if language were liquid

it would be rushing in

instead here we are

in a silence more eloquent

than any word could ever be



and is gone

gone

gone

and is gone

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