Our Thoughts Are Words
Words said now haunt me,
I hear their raucous.
Am I the villain,
so say the caucus?!
The mouths desire,
shoulders with chips.
Thought better of it,
with C.I.A. lips.
Our thoughts are words,
just about to start.
But words stay chiseled,
on the tender heart!
date: 4/5/23
contest: Free Submission
sponsor: Sotto Poet
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