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The Third Dimension

I overheard my words speaking
Of starvation; of their utter lack
Of most vital nutrients.

I lined them up, and spoke at length:
Of metaphysical fonts, of angles
On glyphs, and their most likely
Audience; I spoke of enjambing
Lines, and they – in unison –
Chanted their reply:
Caesura! Caesura!

I promised I’d try: in hiding, place
A volt, to amuse as the words
Rolled on.

I overlaid my maltreated words
With an echo from times before;
Let a tempest howl between each
Syllable; added strings aplenty
With distortion – for the masses.

I overheard my words speaking
Of moshing metaphors
And slick similes;
Of being part of something sweet:
The world of song
And supporting Music.

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