Her giggle shatters in my wake
Scoops the moonshine
From its anguished cage
And sends it chattering into
A blustering, cinereous sky.
My sides split and crazy cuts it way
Through the caves inside my head.
Common sense does not exist
When held under such a fearful load.
What a farce it all is?!
If there is anything I can take away
It is this never trust a smiling woman.
Short, silly, and a bit nonsensical. A lot of social anxiety today. I can’t tell you how frustrating it is (actually maybe I can because I wager some of you know already) to have the words fall apart as soon as they leave your mouth. I am humbled everyday by my blundering idiocy.