~little Flakes of Mindless Thoughts~
Lips shovel flakes of words
mulling them into construction
like infants chanting “ABC”,
all monotone impeachments,
while emotional content
dissects and follows tangents
along ambit’s transgressions.
Syllables hung up in stirrups,
head-banging against anvils,
hoping to be shaped into
something worthy of a sentence
before stress fractures structure
and mute becomes normality.
Hair-trigger tongue snaps tresses;
each curled vocabulary
placing knots in responses throat,
choking alibis coughing up retorts
still warm in digestion,
only partially created,
a premature birth aborting completion,
but what else can be done
with a full mouth force fed.
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