1.29.17 // #38 – words that don’t quite fit

some words don’t belong in people’s mouths

you know the type;
their mouths curl around
words that coil in the guts
of thousands – maybe (please, no)
millions – and squirm with
the idea of awakening
and lashing out through the tongue

you know the type;
their mouths twitch at the corners at the thought of their violent ideals
and their words of vitriol
and faces full of wrong, all wrong

you know the type;
their frowns tattooed underneath
eyes with dark anvils underwater
their ideas always written with
the same P.S. in fine print
no one reads
and their words laced with
choked, false laughs

you know the type;
they deserve a trillion days
of laughter and jokes and
get bruises and contusions from their head and nails
and sharp teeth
with words that don’t match
their expression

with some words, you want to
steal them from their mouths
and throw them into hell
in a cage with no key

and other words, you want to
steal them from their mouths
and plant them deep underground
and nourish it with “it’s okay”
in the hopes of something better

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