W O R D S (For Love Hasn’t Touched My Heart)

All of the words have already been used

Taken for similar purposes

To describe such complex feelings

Paint poetry pictures line by line

Study situations and convey conversations

Still we’re unsatisfied

What more must they do

Even now we sift and sort them

Tossing aside those which don’t meet our standards

Grabbing the ones that do by their necks

Demanding them to do our bidding

As we cast them down upon the prison of a page

Their feet dragging to follow in line and in order

All to meet our selfish needs of understanding