Golden Words

You, there, with your golden words.

Jail them.

Incarceration is required for the crimes committed. 

They are no longer any use to me whatsoever! I cannot stand for even a moment longer to hear them dribble out of your mouth as casually as a sunny summer day. 

They have the substance of a glass bubble - fragile.

They have the falseness of playboy - actions mismatched.

They have the oiliness of a greaser - slick as can be.

spun

woven

wrapped around my mind

you've trapped me here and I hate you for it.

and now you cannot hear my own?

I'll bury your gold,

So deep that they'll search for it as the treasures of old.

But I won't leave them a map.

They will be hidden in the darkest part of the earth,

Where none will ever traverse.

And to my neighbors and friends: don't search for these nuggets.

They've not the value you think;

Turning to dust in your hand,

Blowing away in the wind.

Physically gone, but retained eternally in your memory.