Believe me…

Believe me

I know words, I have the best words
secure in a bank vault, proof
against Terror, Depression and Doubt.

The second-best words are offshore
and are tortured daily to keep
the best words safe.

The third-best words are security men
in dark glasses. They are not concerned
with the best order, but rally instinctively
around my least suggestion.

Other words pile up like petty cash, dulled
by use, and practically worthless.
I spend what I can. Loose change
likes to be in circulation.