society 1

i once knew a guy. a talkative guy, he had a very big vocabulary, constantly enrapturing me in his words and rhetoric. i became lost in a string of words the no longer held meaning, only the rising and falling of each word like each of my shallow breaths when his diction flirted with my mind. holding me with sweet melodies of language rather then arms, he grew to never touch me. one day, he stood before a crowd like god making a speech to impact the world, and he successfully touched everyone but me. a bee flew swiftly to his great words but when rattled by the bass in a sulken word, it stung to die. his words became stuck underneath a swollen throat and soon life followed in foot. tears never shed for him because i knew if he was still alive as i held his blue body, he would have only kissed me with moving lips creating words never to hold or comfort me when his soul disappeared.