Cryptic fun

So, you're having fun.


You find my words are cryptic
but amusing
You like coming here
to be puzzled
by little shreds of thought
painfully ripped
from my tormented soul

to you they sound like  music...


Well,
Enjoy it while the flavour
lingers in you mind.
Savour
that comforting sense
of feeling that the key
is not for you to find.



But this riddle,
my friend,
has but one solution
which I declare now
plain and out and open:
whatever it is
that you read into my words
is exactly, precisely
what I want to say -
there's nothing you have missed.

Because your reading them
is their motive to exist.