Meanings 1

My words betray me
I speak them and they scamper
into the nearest shadow

Their invoice left at my feet
I hold it, awful damp
and sodden now with time

The words betray me
deserting the field to join
my enemy and partner

Who shows me they were built to do so
and that I their foreman,
neglected their foundations

Rashly they betray me
always too quickly
with intentions falling away
like brick dust to a paint brush.

And I sit, unsure:
why do I have a mouth
when it so seldom shows its worth?

(Later thought: …or rather the problem is that you can never be sure that you have worked through enough.)

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capuchin

Send your life out in multiple directions like a galaxy shedding stars. Always come back to hope and try to thrive. All posts, (poems, stories, essays, etc.) here are composed by my hand, unless noted otherwise. Please ask if you'd like to use one.

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