Also Mutants

Whispers

7-11-17

There is nothing that suggests
an immediate escape from shame
but plans in someone else's hands
need blame assigned for I assume
comfort, and it's so loud it
almost becomes sonic the way
it echoes with contagious glee.
My mouth knows no names
but that doesn't mean I'm
anonymous or excluded when
agony in the form of
feigned brilliance sneaks into
speaking in hushed tones
with the might of a
clumsy wood chopper in need
of a story to fell. Come
sit next to me and
pretend you know it all
so I can see you'd do the
same when you're breathing
lazy thoughts regarding me.