You believe your words mean.
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You believe that your words
Will peel the city from its wall,
Like a nut.
Will crush your enemy with their beautiful weight,
And bring you his broken teeth in a bag.
Will thread through the night
Lift your desire from afar,
And bring soft footsteps to your door.
You will spend all you have for words.
You will search books for them.
Listen for their resonance
In the mouths of those that have power.
You will weave them again and again
Into tapestries of beautiful might,
And burn them, praying no one has seen.
You will grow old in the city with the wall,
And it will preserve you without mercy.
You will meet your enemy in the road,
And he will smile to see you.
Your desire will see your face
Every day of your life,
And will never know your name.