Blah, Blah Black Sheep

Words disgust me
with their innocence:

Blah,
Blah Blah

The joy of giving
is lost to a snake
in the garden –

He wants me to
eat,
eat, eat

when I’m hungry
for vulnerability
and stuffed with
the gluttony of chance

Is the abuse of truth
mine to use?
Give me blacks and drown me in
blues,
blues, blues

These words disgust me
with their innocence

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