Please, Shut Up
I’m bombing it,
bombing it
tried to swallow back
the honesty
but I drank too much
and my mouth has rushed
and now I got to vomit it
and spread the truth
around my walls
and slowly watch
my kingdom fall
in walking waking faking dreams
with worms of words
that wound and keen
I take this as the unknown, or after the known? but as someone pretty upset with herself at the time. I enjoyed the beat you gave this as I read it aloud. Sincerely, Nancy