words get trapped

inside my mind

buzzing like dying flies.

So much to say,

trapped into a contradiction,

of not having the right words to say.

unable to give myself permission,

to open my lips, and let something buzz

past, in a fluttering way

saying the very first wrong thing

that slides from my mouth,

concave, sloppy,a half-slouch grin

as i try, yet again to find the words,

to comfort someone.

I do so badly….in my unkempt way.


So many possibilities,

of what i could try to say,

yet I am most famous for

saying the one most



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