What we say

worrying words

we write, we worry

for they show

signs in yellow

whatever the word

it leads to another

down long narrow hallways

resembling each other

grow, shrink,

glow, leak

foul stench, fluid-

in a puddle

on the same floor

repeatedly

the quiet defeat

at peace, forgetting

forgiveness is asleep

on one’s own feet-

exhausted,

all the same

worrying words.