I tempt myself
to say what I mean.
But no!
Words can sting
and burrow sharply into veins,
quicken the pulse,
linger.
I tempt myself
to take a breath
or two
But oh!
there's a word skimming by
Red and Shiny in its tempered shell.
Watch it pass,
let it go.
Maybe it won't be so close by tomorrow.
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