How do you describe the taste of salt?
Which words best explain the smell of musk?
Must we have a description or explanation?
For all our sensory surroundings;
Would that make us feel less alone?
Words are armour: weapons, decorations and utensils;
Pencils for our conscious and unconscious binding with reality.
The only practicality for rationality;
They prove our awareness and delusion;
Our dreams and streams of illusions.
In fact - they can be loaded or hollow;
Tricky lyricisms or instructions to follow.
The word is rite;
Falsehood, fake news;
Truth and validity;
They colour our personalities,
With tones of our choosing.
But what happens when words fail us,
When verbal fails, will the physical prevail?
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