venus

creeping upward from the throat are words
settling slowly, apprehensive in your mouth
they cluster around in masses.. flock of birds
unlike geese, they refuse to fly south
a battle emerges, fight emotions to the death
a mix of love, fear, hope, pain, and pride
the words stalled out, they’re choking on regret
hope, it floats, like seaweed with the tide
these words hold such heavy weight against the cheek
the tongue, holds them hostage, keeps them hanging ’round
if only you opened your mouth, stopped gritting your teeth
words that seem so lost, could finally be found
oh steel trap mouth.. open, just open up
no words should be left for dead
oh steel trap mouth, stop, stop tripping up
too many things left unsaid
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