Brick words

toss them without a care

careless one would need

to be to throw them

through the air

perhaps a random target

or focused on the aim

but the hurl and fall

are all the same

their weighty dispositions
hold emotions of their source

and carry it along

with their lethal force

they crash through windows

they smash in flesh and bone

they're needless, hopeless

yet always being flown

and fly in flock abundance 

this storm of ravenous birds

when all one can speak

and only toss out brick words