Speech of the world

Sometimes, I feel like the world is in my mouth,

whole, spherical, well rounded,

but it’s stuck, it won’t come out,

in order to orate it, it unravels,

and as it does, it loses all

cohesive struc-


becoming problematic

in strands of hate and static

in words of hypocrisy

and acts of heresy.

I’m just going to keep my mouth shut.