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speak only blue

 my tongue is too heavy

i cannot hold it up


waiting for truth

weighted with lies

i have not given the source of myself 

even a second to express or surprise

 

i have dismissed and diminished 

the best part of my person


my tongue is too heavy 

i can’t press it in the right position 

i listened too long 

and now a scale sits 

in my heads home

i know the depth of my diction

and how any revealing of the mind in my mouth 

would kill everything around me

with certain conviction 

perfection is poison and i will not hold you to it

like i hold my own 


my mouth is so full 

because without fulfillment 

my articulation grows to despise 

and see through all you meant

every single thing you surmise 

about the world 

you are clueless 

and i cannot wait to bite your tongue

and be done with you


god please give me the courage to see this through

i wish to speak only blue

through this

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