CORPSEWORDS
don't even think it
you shouldn't say that
you shouldn't write that
you cannot publish that
we've heard all that
Joyce & Ulysses
packaged in plain brown
paper in plain sight
defied America & Comstock
and words found a way
to remain to this day
killers are still out there
words can fall like confetti
without any pity
at a ‘shotgun wedding’
banishing hope & freedom
to the ‘petit-coat’ fringes
my words our words
killed by closed minds
we mean no harm
offer no violence
label no-one
a view-point expressed
not to be suppressed
a right to be free
with words to speak
out as others cannot
as freedom is only on
this side of the wall
freedom
not a fiefdom
for a few words
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