The quick and easy removal of adjectives
from circulation makes the sentence
direct and uncluttered, lose out
on any ability to ever be used
to trick a lover into thinking
those sounds had meanings. The phrase
lies on its side, does its duty, and
goes home, to that place where
ordinary sentences wait to be plucked
from their dormancy and
inserted into new forms of
self-expression, too pretty to be
fully functional in ordinary
coffee clutch time, small talk
with the man ahead of us
in line for the bathroom,
but surely nonetheless too original
to fit back into the little holes
approximately the size and shape
of ellipses, which, as we all learned
in high school biology class,
is precisely the womb where words
grow from, and where they go back
to die alone, wistfully wondering
if anyone knows what they mean
when they scream out loud alone.
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