Words, untied from their moorings,
And cast
adrift upon a meaningless sea,
Wind-tossed,
wave-driven,
Empty hulls that
heave in rough waters,
Sail into
cyclones and jet streams,
Crash onto
rocky clifts, wash up on sandy beaches,
Disconnected,
senseless,
Bandied
about in mass deceit and manipulation,
Empty husks
of sounds floating around,
One voice to
another,
until
Nothing is
known,
and
All are
speechless.
©cmheuer, November, 2023
