These Words

These words

    that trickle

           down

                     the screen

could not care

        where they

have been

                                     what role

           they played

in famous verse

           a speech, a curse

or something worse

    it matters not

                           to words like these

if they offend

or cheer, or please

               they do not

mourn

              a love betrayed

or wish a friend

      who’s gone had stayed

nor in their

                                             progress

                  to the bottom

care one wit

               if they’re forgotten

but rather

                     like

the drops of rain

that slide

across

a window pane

              avoid

the fate

                                               of being part

of some dull poet’s

                      heartfelt fart

leaving

                        on

the misty glass

               ghostly tear tracks

as they pass.