turning underwater pages
dripping, heavy words
that sink when I grasp,
slipping further away
as the years steal small
parts of the dictionary
slowly, until it takes
forever to find one page
and the urban dictionary
is all the rage
and the words there
are stolen, degraded
changed
maybe
deranged
or maybe i'm
the only one
whose pained
by words
unexplained
it's the youth whose
in charge
but our language is
at large
and here I am
on a barge
looking down
at a word I found
That's the word
I was looking for
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