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The Written Word, Said

March 23, 2013
By Lets_call_me_Lily DIAMOND, Auckland, Other
Lets_call_me_Lily DIAMOND, Auckland, Other
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Favorite Quote:
They'll call it chance, or luck, or they'll call it Fate.
- Neil Gaiman

Let the words spill from your lips
As you stumble over
Sibilant syllables,
Quirky and
Singular (Just like you, and like
Everybody else.)

Wilting as they age
Shrinking into themselves as they are
Looked at less and less,
No longer picked up off the shelves.
Lime green bowlers gather dust
As feathered boas linger longingly
On clothes racks behind large wardrobes
And your beloved storybooks
Once dragged along to every place
They weren’t allowed to be
(Like in the bath tub, before you got caught that one time and dropped the book in nervousness, into the simmering, shiny surfaced water).

Ragged around the edges,
Their narratives no longer voiced
Aloud each night
Their self-contained murmurs
Slowly decreasing as they stop conversing
With curious minds.

So tell,
Speak the stories into the air,
Let your tongue tangle through terrifyingly long sentences
Let the books breathe
A sigh of relief
At last

The author's comments:
Ummm...not quite sure how I got this, I think it was by pondering on the advantages of e-books. Or maybe woefully acknowledging the fact that my parents stopped reading to me years ago.

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