you thought you pilfered everything

destroying my ability to think speak

carving out my mind with my heart

you scorched earth my vital being

wrung the daylights from my soul

you killed me dead departed fallen

hung my slain carcass

bleed out on a tree

but my words remain

words that write themselves

words that cry out for fingertips

to bring them to life reality existence

hit me go ahead hit me again and again

punch and beat me on your black tape

strike me batter me pound me hammer

hard harder hard enough

to make words appear

black fragmented indented smashed

on snowy white paper

inserted prime virgin

now soiled slutted strumpeted

blackened pummeled wanton

covered full completely whole

by those words beyond your power

to assassinate murder destroy wreck

even you can never finish my words