Internal monologue? Try internal soapbox,
A belligerent inner senate that talks and talks.
One voice inside me wants to budget time to write,
To sit down at the desk and give metaphors flight.
My inner editor says "your rhymes are worse than metal lyrics,"
So now I've half a mind that votes to up and quit.
My mother's voice internalized says "go work Go make money."
My inner bear-with-furniture says "gorge on cane and honey."
Unseen in this cacophony, the voice I caged escapes.
He likes to gorge, to rend, debauch, in short, to misbehave.
One thing all of me agrees on: to study the jackal within
Recoups more value than seeking love despite him.
No comments:
Post a Comment