Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

"keep your mouth shut'
anything that explodes in your mind
gets said
your social being is dead
you rave like a deranged president
you have that urge to burst into language
to boom non sequiturs
to bellow stupid jokes
you
really have no sense of humor
things just get said
finger on the trigger
you need mental health care
your flowers of thought are sick petals
they scatter like confetti
inane
inane
the clutter you make
and you are really not that stupid
just impulsive
a mad politician
pontificating
speaking in tongues
a soothsayer saying
nuttin

Who knew actual communication could be so difficult?

"your flowers of thought are sick petals
they scatter like confetti
inane
inane "

fine lines danno, and the entire piece

the tension is palpable