there are just
so many words
so many damn words
so many damn words used
that a coherent thought
is
lost
in a quagmire
that seems to suck
life out what once was
a beautiful day
perhaps
if placed in a blender
the letters would puree
and pour out
into a semblance of sense
hopefully not
another mish mosh of expletives
that bruise the ears
and though you try plugs
they don’t block the noises
inside your head
screaming to get out
all those damn words
buzzing so loud
it feels as though
you are inside a hornet’s nest
stay still
don’t wave your arms
you will alarm the others
and the stings
will swell and burn
it becomes
a daytime nightmare
the god forsaken day-mare
that there is no escape from
open or closed eyes
it thrives
within
yes
yes
yes
please
a tall glass of gin
on ice would suffice
quieting
the words
all those
damn words
A writers reality….all those words swirling…