i say a lot of words
everyday.
i share little snippets
of my imperfect, un-whole
life, hoping somebody (somewhere)
will see it for what
it is:
grandstanding
false bravado
inflating myself like
a pufferfish, barbs out
to keep myself from falling
(too deeply) in love.
instead i spout little
snippets of truth and
let my heart break in peace.
i give my heart away in pieces to keep my mind whole.
i tell my truths to strangers
so i don't have to be honest with myself.