Words

Leave the words out in the sun

To dry;

Let their moisture be suck’d out

Let their texture be rough,

Weather’d.

.

Words will need a hard skin

To survive;

To face the heat

Of your apathy,

Your scorn.

.

Hide the words when they are young

Tender, innocent;

Wear them

After they die,

Like mink.

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