Ewe and Eye

cerebral scrabble babble is coughed into empty couloirs words lie disassembled on jaded crossword squares dumb logic acronyms spill from your tongue with the intensity of angel falls flooding the tower of babel s non existent dungeon taut and terse phrases are spit into my mouth clogging my esophagus with the sweet bile of your bitter love for me twisted explanations mixing with fragments of admitted guilt speak in reverse similar to the uncanny way we uttered our final wedding vows do i poke a spoon into a puddle of campbell s alphabet soup as I peruse my leather bound thesaurus and nightmarishly daydream of you and now i m beginning to realize that the sole existence of one s warped sense of commitment fortunately relies on a duo s consistent use of insensitive verbal cryptograms during the sharp and neatly shredded paper years when punctuation and falsified adjectives were hardly ever necessary you love i Author's Note: Punctuation marks and capitalization of words were deliberately omitted for poetic effect.