Ars Poetica

Her words make meaning
and
breed confusion. It is only this magic
that fuels
her power, calling a warrior
to battle.
Words that wage war on writers
open to an assault of
Emotion.
        Souls of shrapnel, left exposed,
        Reeling, and healing.
Words that howl hungry for hearts
desperate to feel what
Prose can never suppose.

She’s brutal and beautiful.
She saves and shapes.