things i say


things i say

there are things i say

random mutterings

of a noisy and careless mouth

unfiltered passages

bursting, popping ripe
from one to another

like an insect

sucking on its head

finished ’till empty

the other full to the brim
i like dancing the waltz

parading through

changing partners mid-song

but sometimes

it’s quite romantic to dance alone
but some must be kept

hidden behind

eyes and ears

should have said nothing

hear nothing (of his prejudice and disgust)



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