Words

Words, words, words.
Innumerable words,
Endless words,
Aimless words.
Words scattered in space,
Without intent
And scope.
In the smoke room.
At the cafetteria.
At the hall.
Words that captured,
Words that gave you depression,
Words that strangulated,
Words that menaced,
Words that captured you by the throat,
And did not let you move.
Words that sprouted their tentacles
And captured their favorite prey
And spread their digestive liquids.
Eating you up!
On a silent afternoon.
In october.
At your room.