by Jeph Johnson
combatant bitter utterances incite vocabulary riot.
words grenade!
exploding letters fly like spilled alphabet soup.
casualties voice cries wounded.
three dots trail off...
like gunfire...
...rat-a-tat...
illiterate cleansing.
obscenity destroys by crossing out and censor.
a typo with my sword.
ink fuels this firestorm
and what I write wins the fight.