Friday, March 28, 2008

To The Blabbermouth

Try opening your mouth. Let me examine the terror of your throat. Will you unleash the long-kept vile? I need to know if I've fed you anything. Anything to be spewed out.

Do not avoid. Succumb this once. I've been living in massive fear. I always cringe at your sigh. I quail at each gulp. I choke by your choke. I shrink at your blow.

Become desensitized. Just be. It is my plead.

For awhile. All I want is your perfunctory pause.

No comments: