the words
so faint now
at three am
with a glass
or three
of Jameson
to add to the haze
that is memory
here there
somewhere
a voice fades
in out
and time
that old bandit
robs me
once again
of the words
words
arrows to the heart
words
in the air
are arrows
to the heart
words get you
in the end
words get you
if you are
one
who lives
in the head
just wind
to stand by
what you say
by doing
what you do
is integrity
anything less
is just wind
looking for words
one looks for words
to express
what the eyes
the heart
would say
if only
they could speak
words dissolve
words spoken
left out
in the rain
of tears
dissolve
words in the air
words
in the air
are arrows
to the heart
forever
a word
a promise
a mistake
to believe
in one word
Song V by Tristan Tzara
if words were nothing but signs
postage stamps for all things
what would be the outcome of everything
dust
empty gestures
time wasted
neither agony nor joy would remain
in that odd world
translated by Michael Benedikt
what I said
that’s right
all of it
every word
and also add
what I didn’t
say
too
