The Inherent Madness

of words words words 

we type and text 

responses like "good to 'hear' it" 

or maybe "see" you tomorrow 

part of us knows it's a lie 

hidden in the dreamy hypnotism 

of language 

Watts said you can’t get 

wet from the word water 

but some words carry power enough 

I’d never write them here

we share words, 

but (then again) we don’t 

my mystery is not your mystery 

Crowley said every man 

and every woman is a star 

Sly Stone sang everybody is a star 

what they meant: 

each of us a universe 

wholly singular 

that we can speak 

words words words 

universe to universe 

at all 

has got to be 

some kind of miracle