words vomit from my mouth
chunky, like remnants of last
night's double-fisted champagne
offensive nature of machine gun
speech patterns not sure if verbs
nouns kill the adverbs adjectives
and sometimes the things I say
not what you hear
not what I mean
still what I said
when we move forward
it all moves backwards
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