Dripping faucet
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Words pour from their mouths

like water from a faucet

making promises

until we need them.

Until we realize they’ve said

something they shouldn’t have.

Sealed with government approval

they caw

squawk and eat away at our resolve

taunting us

stabbing us over and over

with our own


with their black beaks

daring us to

stop them and



they mushroom

into a dark cloud

before they grow bigger

and transform into something else

fixed to gorge on the placated

at the table of procrastination

and donkey white lies.

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