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Timid Thoughts
Filter through the fortitude
mix together the mundane
cut up, squeezed, then discarded
but not a bit of flavor remains
tepid to the tongue
the words still taste all wrong
rinsing down the memories
they've been sitting out too long
the kettle starts to whistle
timid thoughts begin to run
mix together the mundane
cut up, squeezed, then discarded
but not a bit of flavor remains
tepid to the tongue
the words still taste all wrong
rinsing down the memories
they've been sitting out too long
the kettle starts to whistle
timid thoughts begin to run
Published 21st Jun 2017
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21st Jun 2017 5:18am
I love the connection you made here. mental thoughts are so much like a secret drink. Just as I think I understand it then I realize I don't.
Anonymous
21st Jun 2017 1:15pm
Beautiful, Tim. Sometimes it all goes flat, no spice or too much. I hope it tastes right again soon.
22nd Jun 2017 00:12am
I have to say that you just described me sitting at my kitchen table early in the morning not wanting to face the day and not even knowing what to say because I ran out of words and everything that had already come out was wrong...this got me me quick.
