The Warning

 

The hungry sign in front of my desk says it all:
"My thoughts could break out into words any minute."

Bought for a few pesos at the National Book Store,
A warning instead bringing caution to the notion of
Wording nothing into some things against bored
Passes on a promising page. The flash turned off

All ranting against emptiness, that’s true, but
What does it achieve in the end but shamefulness
Lurking in the alleys of significance. Best shut
Up when nothing new, wise or fair may be said, lest

We drown the barrenness in a pointless, gay fall:
Though words break bread thoughts, once we will it.

 

 

 

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