Words

Words

When words pass through lips

All too often--

And without a thought--

Meanings soften.

Like the unkept soles

Of shoes well used,

The words get worn thin:

Battered and bruised.

Rubbed: run through fingers.

Coins lose faces,

Becoming smooth, thin...

Useless tokens.

Words pushed out in posts...

Shared thoughtlessly,

Or generated...

By little chips,

Just as thoughtlessly.

Nothing of substance

Or importance 

Comes into being 

When words...

    Lack thought 

    Lack thickness 

    Lack their markings

    Lack weight and meaning