A Scarlet Thread

I left with no words that would venture
all well tangled around my tongue,
and lodged solid in my throat.

Yet, I finally spit them out
with a nasty flair
to cut you deeply,
as was my intention.

However, it did not feel
like I thought it would,
there was no weight lifted.

I only self righteously
stained my teeth
and viled my mouth,
with careful planning.

~ by jbrooks on January 13, 2008.