soup

 

The thing about words is
They’re free
You don’t have to buy them at a store
Or download them
from the web.
You just have to think them.
And arrange them.
Mix them around,
And play with them.
A bowl of alphabet soup
Stirring in your head.
Until your spoon
Digs out something
You can share.
And hope,
Somebody tastes them.
And understands.

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