Words Prance Off the Shelf
Words prance off shelves
and hit me in the head
Trying to land in my mouth
Little do they know my mouth cannot use them
My mouth is afraid
of the wrath of others
But my fingers can use them
Will type them up quickly
and make them a poem
Still they try for my mouth
Trying to make it “man” up
but it clamps itself shut more tightly than ever
Fearful of the wrath of others
Try for my hands I want to scream at them
as words prance off shelves, landing on my shoulders
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