Où Vont Les Mots

Where do the words go, when they swirl at the end of the jar?
When they search for the right spot
To reach you
When they get lost and come back
When they’re there forever

Where do the words go?
Where do the words go from the slide seen from above
Those that glide on your skin
That no longer echo
Those that crash against a wall
That hit you in the face

Where do the words go?
Those that impose themselves
That we have at our disposal
Those that heal us
Those that bear witness

Where do the words go, when they hit us right in the heart?
When they give it their all
I see them in every color
And when they remain whispers

That they have tough skin
Where do the words go?
Where do the words go, when they strip us bare?

When they start to run
At the end of the ballpoint pen
When they know we’re waiting for them
When they throw stones at us

Where do the words go?
Those that resist
That back down
Those that resonate
And poison

Where do the words go, from your peak way up high?
When they flatter and rock you
Then turn their backs
When they leave you in silence
An emptiness, an absence

Where do the words go?
Where do the words go, when they’re on the same theme?

When they push and shove
When they need oxygen
When they’re blue, sound off
When they sing out loud

Where do the words go?
Those that make us
And unmake us
Those that save us
When everything falls apart