an ode to the bittersweet;
words better left unsaid.
ill turn it over and over again in my head,
until my head spins.
its insectile gnashing;
biting, munching, tearing, crunching...
...piercing.
it leaves a tender bruise.
a purple flower curled flesh-tone yellow,
i can feel it, it feels swollen.
an engorged parasite, belly full, and drunk.
a klusterfuck of 'ifs' and also 'buts'
because, as they say,
loose lips sink ships.
and the ship is yet buoyant, but buckles under pressure;
splinters, at the seams...
afloat, but without control, at the mercy of the sea.
battered, broken, weathered, leaking,
because of words better left unsaid.
words better left unsaid.
ill turn it over and over again in my head,
until my head spins.
its insectile gnashing;
biting, munching, tearing, crunching...
...piercing.
it leaves a tender bruise.
a purple flower curled flesh-tone yellow,
i can feel it, it feels swollen.
an engorged parasite, belly full, and drunk.
a klusterfuck of 'ifs' and also 'buts'
because, as they say,
loose lips sink ships.
and the ship is yet buoyant, but buckles under pressure;
splinters, at the seams...
afloat, but without control, at the mercy of the sea.
battered, broken, weathered, leaking,
because of words better left unsaid.
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Have you noticed how cold it is today? Yeah, its getting like that.
Intermezzo was the first place I was exposed to big ass salads. It changed my life in a way. I havent been back there in years.