I Am Nothing But Words.

i am nothing but words.
words - misspelled and mangled,
& sentences wrongly constructed.

to you, i am
a cacophonous symphony of
electronic bells and whistles,
& the clacking of plastic hardware.

i am a pink van gogh of numbers & letters,
& yellow animated faces that arent mine.

i am nothing but uniformly typed,
& equally voiceless words.

by chelle santos

Comments (4)

You are full of surprises. -war
wonderfuly said. :)
I've added this one to my favourite poems
Much smoother than other 1/3/05 piece. One most poets can get, though general populace may not. Enjoyed it.