ecstasis episode (unnumbered)

I just looked at all the words and they're so fucking amazing
how the bits fit and flit between, flip front to back, click 
snap. Pack splinters and socks of meaning smuggled 
from one to the other and all through the language 
like a kinda black market semantics exchange 
no power, no authority on earth could even
tax, put a dent in let alone stop. And
each sliver or shard picks up the
light
where you put it and it transmutes,
deforms and traduces it. No
that's not the word, those
aren't the words. It's 

how no two places       you
spot that piece does
it serve the same,

yet it's like you

and me. It's the
ij that slays me
in the middle,
everywhere it 
sits smug and
chuffed like it 
snuck in. It did!
It's the 
oh 
so 
othermany word-sized 
gobbled and cannibalized
bits and snatches fresh
ingredients, flesh flush 
with blush and packed:
concatenated into canned
chimeras and modular robots
that clunk and smack together
midair and land 
in hero-knee
stance boom. 
You're the best word,
Save the universe, word! Word. 
- you got the sword of 
tongues and wings of zoom
- and the dragon crest 
in your etymology's 
got
too much tail 
- give this sh!t 

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