Like Too Many Words


So much

Comes bubbling out

Out open throat

Like too many words

Pressed beneath

A closed-off mouth


Below pursed lips, it

Hammers the lining

With knuckled verse



She makes a heart

With some fingers

In it; a thumb

She can’t pull out

From the hand

Of another man;

The burning of IT



The burning

Tickles my nose

Assaults my throat

Turns my stomach

Inside out


I can no longer gag

Not at the moment

I just grasp, try and

Catch my breath

And for once, keep a hold of it.


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