There are bottles of thoughts
On table tops
Getting knocked
Over by the constant
Shakes my heart makes
Just trying to escape
My chest and take
Me over
I am swallowing gulps
And whispered high notes
Trying to coax
My mind into no
Trying to hold
Not to go
Where we both know
Our conversations belong
I am getting so close
To just letting go
And spending my nights
Curled up inside
Those three little words
Walk without turn
Leap without look
And take pleasuring knowing
When I land on us
I can say duh
Because I am feeling what its like
To know the truth despite
What the past might
Have stored on its side
This is no fight
I am having inside
This is a truth delivered on time
To this boy inside
The boy who cried full
Stop, yes, no, and wolf
Now I swallow my tongue
Just watching us
Take the words from the poet
And I’ll dance how I feel
Can’t try to conceal
I’ll paint and I’ll squeal
Take this tongue from my throat
Keep the peace god knows
But there is no
Way I can stop myself from these words
Three little ones I’m sure
You’ve heard
And as I whisper those lines
I can feel in your eyes
The terror inside
What am I
About to say?
You are welcome.
Because god knows for me
To finally
Stop silently
And not jump blind
Takes some kind of guy
To drag my behind
Into a kind
Of patience
And just so you know
I am dying here
Just to finally clear
These words from my throat
But I know
One day I will hold
You and we’ll see
Knowingly
Family
Terribly
Nervously
Approaching
Moments to go
Then I’ll turn and tell you what you already know
But not today
And I must say
Woo boy
You’re welcome
I’m about to explode
But you’re just so yes that I’ve got to say no
Because when we get to where we go
I want to see what it is that we have been growing
Make time to step back and see where this goes
Hold tight to your tongue and enjoy the show
Three words can be such a terrible load
Who needs three words when you’ve got a whole poem?
