These words

Written by: Florian Beauchamp

These words
that trickle
down 
the 
screen 
could not care 
where they
have been
what role
they played
in  
famous verse
a speech
a curse
or something worse
it matters not 
to words 
like these
if they offend
or cheer
or please 
they do not 
mourn 
a love betrayed
or wish a friend
who’s gone had stayed
nor on their 
progress
to the bottom
care one wit
if
they’re forgotten
but rather
like
the drops of rain
that slide
across
a window pane
avoid 
the fate
of
being part
of some dull poet’s
heartfelt fart
leaving 
on 
the 
dirty glass
ghostly symbols
as they pass.