Sticks and Stones - Soilent Green

The touch that connects-

Words that bleed

The closeness that rejects-

Words mean nithing

Actions all rubberband lies stretched far

Intimate words spoken while in bed

Just pillow talk for the naive head

Everything in names

Ideas prone to a backwards motion

An unknown cause, nothing named

A thought people state-

Contadicting this false speech

Sticks and stones made of syllables

These words will grow against you