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Word Vomit
Word vomit explodes from my mouth
Drips down, the smell of shame
Content I cannot take back
One hopes outbreaks occur infrequently
In lone drunken rages that no one can remember
He stares at the spoil, confused.
Regurgitation, a reflex I cannot be rid of.
A handy ten-foot pole ever at the ready
Word vomit, my defense mechanism against intimacy
Drips down, the smell of shame
Content I cannot take back
One hopes outbreaks occur infrequently
In lone drunken rages that no one can remember
He stares at the spoil, confused.
Regurgitation, a reflex I cannot be rid of.
A handy ten-foot pole ever at the ready
Word vomit, my defense mechanism against intimacy
Published 11th Feb 2013
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11th Feb 2013 7:05pm
