Spill It

Spill it all out Where is the light to guide these words? Everything feels gone Empty again So spilling it out is impossible? Yet words still flow through it all Thoughts still run rampant Broken pipework spraying all over the place Rust collecting on the spurting silver Losing very inch of pride Unable to control these lines Pinch it all out Squeeze it like the last bits of toothpaste in a tube Roll it up and twist the remains Pressure is building Tension is steadily, stiffly waiting To be released Let it all go! There is no point anymore Stop building on disaster! Let the words flow Spill the damn mess out And don't clean up Let me pick up the pieces Hand me the mop Because when it is finally all out The emptiness will leave You'll know exactly what to express It will all be clear 4-20-13