To Read or Fight?

To read or
writing is
bullfighting
are we to
wrestling
or working
caressing
and cajoling
words
to doing
bidding.


It is, and so it is,
Mister Reed said:
writing is fighting
if one may be so
bold fight those
words, you
know better
than them.


They do nor
know better tho
intimidate so but
one must let
them know
what's what.


Do not take no
for an answer take
no for drinks out
on the town wine
and dine no and
don't you know
yes will not be
far behind.
(Bitter rivals
they.)


Words are small
smaller than you
smaller than your
thumb than even
your thumbprint.


Mister Dumpty said
you can make them
meant what
you mean
them

to.

XM+@WSB100

Spine Pome

 The Forbes Library in Northampton, MA, issued a challenge to make a poem from book spines. Here's my effort.

Born confused,
staring at the sun.

The origin of Satan
at the wall of the Almighty.
The beautiful room is empty.

Speak, memory:
All men are liars!
City of thieves,
Sad cypress,
the colossus -
labyrinths
erased.

The beginning and the end:
Love is a dog from hell.