Arbitrary Pentasyllabics

'It's OK, I've overstood. This is a wordy rappinghood.' - Tom Tom Club.

It is what we leave out that is crucial:
The illusion of honesty, rendered
down to bare bones of meaning in a broth
of alphabet spaghetti. Like Scrabble,
where we aim to achieve the highest score
with the least letters. The hidden tiles are
the key to winning. Sometimes, we hold back
to save the triple...

There is a word for everything, but our
vocabulary is limited and
we often only know the context, not
the proper nuance. It is easier
to resort to the profane. So fuck it.

Say what you will. Let others deal with it.
Rudeness is what passes for honesty
and the loudest voice determines what is
true. Silence is gilt...

The simplest things are debased by constant
repetition. We must find new ways to
state the obvious...

There are already more poems in the
world than we can read...

Perhaps we should just shut up and listen.

Words are ways to lie...