Read To Me

The words are dark, black and sharp
Come together then pull apart

The magical images between the lines
The yin, the yang, two worlds combined

The spell is in the words
The words create the spell
they can torture you
or ring mercy’s bell

Read to me

Symbols have meaning, shimmer into sight
Wrap themselves around me in the dark of night

They’re tangible, visible, they fill my mind
Creation’s seed for me to find

I read them with my eyes
They get inside my head
They can start a war
or raise the dead

Read to me

They swirl off the page
swarm to my heart
end with a rage
or a frenzy from the start

Read to me