New Poem: “tripping over world”

tripping over world that drip with words that have no meaning –
a creation through a voice – creating more than noise –
visions of the world they make, unthinkingly,
word-flowers shoot up everywhere they go, unwittingly –
and soon their dew will drench the world we know –
we all will drown in words allowed too long to grow –

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