I got words in my pocket
words in my head.
Words that tap, tap
at your head-
Words that capture
a glimpse of sight,
recognised and put to flight.
Words that spy, then
catch the words
so we forget
about the words.
Words that play
with sheer delight,
not unlike, this poem.
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