Words...
They're innocent, neutral, precise,
standing for this, describing that, meaning
the other,
so if you look after them you can build
bridges
across incomprehension and chaos.
But when they get their corners knocked
off,
they're no good any more... I don't
think writers are sacred,
but words are.
They deserve respect.
If you get the right ones in the right
order,
you can nudge the world a little or make a
poem
which children will speak for you when
you're dead.
