A case against words

Words
double edged
painfully accurate
decend upon my heart
with woundful intent
rendering wit
silence
and breath
mute of song

See me See you

Blind as the majority may be
see I you as you see me
beyond the headlines of 
obscurity
left to dwindle down the page
hiding
in the chaos
of everyday truth
where you see me and I see you.
Life plucked out 
from momentary suspicion
innocently motivated
but none the less 
built in submission
stand I we, against you
against me
to see what  others blindly leave
behind in newspapers
rotting along the side of the road.
Conspiracy manipulates
truth deviates
enigma of revelation
misinterpretation
hiding in the lines of 
a minor character's tale...
this is where I will prevail.
So read this and play for me
the tune I know you hear
and I will tell you  truly
it is you who should hold fear.
For voices will not quiet be
long the hallways dim with perseptions
calculat..ing
in this people's sea
because I see you
as you see me.
And we are not afraid.

A minor constellation of thought

it floats about in my vision
a minor revision 
of my thoughts
on a moment 
caught up in 
momentary movement 
around a star
brilliantly arrayed
and stappled
to the canvas
called my life.
What is this
constellation
interpretation
points on a page
a distinction of age
to reflect upon 
the happenings
of the universe
and its unfolding
perfection
to say
all things are significant
and not so
at the same time
my rhythm
my rhyme
my vision
me

Diaphanous \dy-AF-uh-nuhs\ adj.

I feel as if my soul,
diaphonous and free,
filters the light just enough
to let shadow create shape
and define myself
with width and candor