Mostly, I like my words naked,
plain and simple
sometimes straight shooting,
raw and palpable
at others sharp and jabbing words
with their asperous edges
leaving blisters on my palms and fingers
hot-headed words, scalding my tongue
but the feeling in my bones is indescribable!
Oft there are days when I have to eat them
the lacerations on my throat then
leave me abstaining for days!
thus I shun bitter, acidic words
letting them stew in their juices
just to make them more palatable.
I do dress them prettily in metaphors too
to preen and please and garner some applause
also sometimes in malaphors to generate weak laughs
usually poking fun at self
which leaves my ribs a bit sore.
I hide behind obscurity too
for sometimes their forwardness
startles and baffles me
I fear then, I give away too much of me!
I paint surreal images too
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