English Queens

for just the instant and the time up to
that spent forming to word, words, phrase,
sentence, was their a definite meaning and
intent. Never after, even a minute, does that word
hold the same value. Words are not quanta, remember.
Nope, they are something illegitimate, molecules
coaxially hoisted together and breathing and dying
like so many tumbleweeds an hedgehogs in the desert.
Only no one can stake a word out
to dry and run bright and shiny around the sun.
Worst, words sag and rust or restore themselves to previous shape
with pre-stress veins running the whole way through.
And the more words their are together, the more trouble you and I are in.
we must behave as if words are works of art, forces of nature,
each on a tsunami waiting just below the paragraph of earth
to be shot at by a starling trill and sink, tectonic plates stacked, plastic
porous and hacked to pieces.

And dont ever forget it.
If you dont want to be misundersestimated,
dont say anything. simply behave