he guts numbers with letters, <br />and letters with words, <br />conquering sentences, <br />as the day pushes onwards. <br />he slays grammar with artistry, <br />and succumbs to definitions. <br />he retreats to the trenches <br />to rethink his execution. <br />he skirmishes with convention, <br />and emerges with a vengance, <br />wiping out the quotidian, <br />with armies of redundance. <br />thus ends the campaign, <br />he wipes the sweat off his brow, <br />surveys the vanquished, <br />and is pleased, for now.<br /><br />chelle santos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/war-of-the-words-2/
