Disordered and chaotic and muddled
and swift and fast and
too fucking fast
and reckless and wild
and the myriad of other words that mean the same thing,
but take too long to write and this
read it quick and loud and
until your brain hurts
and the voice inside your head is
hoarse and begging for release.
you’ve stolen my words and I want them back.
Does it hurt?
are you still shouting the words that aren’t yours?
do not read this in your mind,
even your inside voice cannot have my outside words.
stop reading, and start
that aren’t the words I write.
A cacophony of sounds
deafening symphonies of sound