Words want company,
Same as anyone.
We push you to read.
We push you to talk,
Whatever it takes
To get more of us
In your skull, rolling
Around like puppies
In a soft basket,
Bundle of wriggles.
Sparse is fine for you.
You give us away.
Some of us will drown
Inside you, someday.
You think you’re social.
You’re nothing like us.
We’re packs inside tribes
Inside colonies
Inside minds inside
Lines inside more minds.
What’s one word alone?
Name us one language
With only one word.
We know you want more
Of us. Take us home!
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