A Muse’s Infamy Won’t be Penned by Me

I can’t make the words bleed
Unless I cut deep
And then it might not be enough
But the scar is rough
And the questions come down
Basic, unintelligible sounds
Illegible grounds
Leaping bounds
Threats, actions and nouns
And I have to step back out of myself
See the gorged hell
So pleased with herself
And the eyes that stare back sow
You have to wound to grow
You learn before you know
An intrinsic and intensive smile–
“Sit down and listen for a while”
And the words seep out
Like blood or bile
Am I only a vessel?
Am I the messenger?
Or am I a lowly vassel–
Just another passenger?

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