"words" [ghazal]

whatever they mean they'll make you say   words
they're criminally keen to get their way   words

they consort with lonely eyeballs beached or house-trained
the Philistine still must eke his pay out of   words

the wayward word   a randy mutt   who'll wander
in umbrage green at the marge of day   sniffing words

if triumph's a word   defeat remains a word
they'll paint the scene   & who'll mouth the play?   words

they're garralous guys   or giggly girls   or laconic
the taciturn teen   learns the roundelay   of words

they'd like to know you better   really they're eager
to coddle your spleen   oil-spill your bay   words!

the first?   hello   the last?   perforce ciao-bella
what's in between?   my equivocating   words

Ardeo remained a word   but his words turned warblers
darting past the ravine   with the branch a'sway in   words