You don’t like the thoughts
I think –
only when they’re in written form.
But, hell…
even my conversational inclinations
tend to wear on you
over time.
So I
think my thoughts
and swallow my words
and I
cradle my writing precious close…
Tiny pearls, my words,
that I rediscover regularly,
and keep cultivating;
I’m careful not to hurt the clam.
Kayfucius 