open wound (i.)

i. i talk too much i think / let the words spill like quicksand from my tongue / it’s gonna be my undoing / this sea of words i swim upon / but these days, it’s feeling more like drowning / half a million things to do / but i lie on the surface / glazed over and drifting / i drive through the rain / and the sun mixed with snow / check my blind spots, and i’m never quite / ready to go / i talk too much / until my tongue is sore / until my fragile body is an open wound / pour all my secrets on the dirt / leave the graves marked, ready to be gracelessly exhumed / i think i build myself up, like the castles of yore / but it’s just some highlight on my cheeks / a touch of cheap eyeshadow / that never makes things clearer / i try too hard i think / as i wash it off at night / meeting my eyes in the bathroom mirror 

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