What's that they say
About the tongue being a sword,
Yours cut me to the quick
I hate confrontation
it never helps the situation
but words, like vomit
spew forth from my mouth
conversation conflagration challenges contest
provocation protest put-down pain perversity pique
riots rift resentment rises
situation stews summoning
ticks testing
whether we're weak
act like nothing's wrong
play along with games
charades, anyone?
continue to appease
placate, conciliate, propitiate
but I can't remove
the taste
of blood in my mouth
from biting my tongue