Real Talkin'

I've edited out all the places
Where you go soft,
Or weird,
Or compulsive.
I've backspaced over
Any phrases
That don't make sense to me.
I've deconstructed
The faults and trips,
Airbrushed the guffaws
And Freudian slips,
And sterilized
The dialogue
Sanitaciously.
But I miss you saying
I could cure a hissy fit,
Or ice a cake without touchin’ it,
Or melt the poles with a butterfly kiss,
And some other words that I'd surely miss,
If
I over analyze the syntax
And sentence structure...
So let me just call ‘em like I see ‘em
And write ‘em down just like I hear ‘em,
And pray,
That alllllllll that sweetness
Comes thru
The self-same way.

 

-jenn long