words are weapons

because Your words
hurt harder than Your fists.
because Your words hurt
the secret sweet sensitive soulscapes
within Me.
because within Me I hold secrets
that not even I could not know
nor
imaginate
nor
intimate
to You they are Lies
Secrets, You
discombobulate.
I am elated in finding 
the futile fruits of your Labours
piled high and rotting
in the brutal sum of My Answers.


No words or fists
No more Lies loosed
from our lips.