Every Word in the World
Robert Pollard
Every word in the world raging silent
Like the spirit of original film
Straight out as the drama and the test
Try to reach you
Stretching out from East to West
Like the endless city
Running from time
Breathing easier in its place to hide
From seed
From single cell it comes
Not transmutated
Or digressing even from
None of them even matter
Or seem of worth
To the lost in their microcosmic world
A maze
Shielded
By a mist
Running
Out of time
Evaporating
Raging silent
Like every word
In the world
