Silence, an inexplicable virtue,
one I sometimes tend to lack
A sickness I have
riddled throughout my body
Have you heard of my ailment?
“Foot in Mouth Disease”
________
Taken in by blind leaps of faith
but what gets me the most,
words leaping from my lips.
Not knowing when to stop,
is not knowing where you’re going
I like to have the last word,
even if its wrong
________
All types of people,
every situation
and at every worst possible moment
strange words stream from my mouth
sinking to a new low
People have said,
“once a fool, always a fool”
________
But then, the shining moments,
those moments that allow you to sparkle.
I begin to tread again on soaking feet.
It is at these moments,
I know I have charm
I know I have grace
I know I have the ability
not to turn everything I touch
to dust
*September 2004
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