I cannot feel,
What I do not understand,
what I cannot define.

But what is a word?
Love, by definition:
“Intense affection”

How do you measure
this “intensity?”
I feel affection for my cat…

What is in a word?
Does it perhaps,
take away from
the real emotion of the thing?

Is it our inadequate,
feeble, futile
hopelessly human
attempt to explain the inexplicable?

I can toss this word about
throwing it carelessly
at each insignificant being,
“Oh, cat I love you so!”

But who’s to say?

I do not pretend
to understand this
impossible “love”

This utterly obnoxious
four letter, two syllable
combination of alphabet.

Perhaps,
when it was first engendered,
it had real meaning,
true value, and worth.



However, if that was the case
it is no longer so,
for “love” is spat from every mouth
at any time, for no apparent rhyme or reason.

This pure ****** word,
has been ***** countless times
by our society, our culture.

Maybe, at one time
it was a beautiful thing,
understood, yet rarely spoken.

Which is why I don’t feign to explain,
for you cannot define,
that which has lost all meaning.

And so love has,
it’s become a senseless, dead,
worthless word deprived of substance.

It is true however,
that the owner
places value on a word
when it is spoken to another,
but vocal words
proclaim untruths,
and the mouth
is the greatest deceiver.

One can never be truly
sure of the honest essence
of that one simple sentence.

Which is why,
I do not speak “love”
with my lips or tongue,
I whisper it silently
with my eyes,
for those have not yet learned
how to lie.