sometimes your stupidity
slips from between those
censorless (senseless) lips
like a buttered piglet
before a dawdling mind has
a moment
to comprehend
the disproportional weight
of your reckless words
escaping
into receiving airspace,
greased and squealing
sticky mud
then it’s suddenly too late,
and i’m trapped
and sinking
in my own waste-
d breath
and regret
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