Words

My words sound better coming from my hands -

They fly
They soar
They sing
They dance

And they glide

They're beautiful, when told by my hands    

But told by my mouth

They're grotesque -

They fall

They fail

They hurt

They slip

And they die

So reading what I say

You may think you know me

You may think I'm

Deep

Wise

Understanding

Magical 

Beautiful . . .

And listening to what I say

You may think you know me

You may think I'm

Blunt

Babbling

Unsympathetic

Pessimistic

Grotesque . . .                                 

In reality I am neither of these people

And also both -

Deep and blunt

Wise and babbling

Understanding and unsympathetic

Magical and pessimistic

And beautifully grotesque

I fly and I fall

I soar and I fail

I sing and I hurt

I dance and I slip

I glide and I die

None of this is literal

This literature I'm writing

And to you

I may sound quite inviting

For you are hearing this all from my hands

And, well, the first line I wrote here still stands

Bad Wolf

A foul taste in my mouth
At the very back of my throat
Everyone hath gone away
No one was devote

Grinding teeth, such a noise
From such pearly whites
Glinting eyes, dripping tongue
They cometh most all nights

The big bad wolf bloweth down
My pride and confidence
Doctor giveth pills to construct
But wolf downs my fence

The red eyes of the damned
Wolf hath eaten my sleep
Doctor maketh promises
But still the wolf doth creep

It stalketh me wherever I go
No escape in sight
I run all day without fail
But they still find me in the night

Those greedy eyes, so judgment filled
Hungry to dismiss
My emotions, worries, fears
And tell me its all bliss

Those dripping teeth, mouth full of lies
Say their life's much worse
Focus on me, is what they say
Surely we're the ones with the curse

Those twitchy ears hear so much
But listen they do not
I try to make them understand
But their empathy is shot

Care for me, I beg the world
But no wolf will heed
The desperate shouts, the vicious tears
They want to see me bleed

Instead each wolf screams, "Care for me!
For I'm much more important than you!"
I hear their cries, but listen not
For I'm a bad wolf too