My words have been getting angrier lately
more strident
less polite.
My phrases are more emphatic and exclamatory
less doubtful,
though I know I’m as full of doubt as ever.

Something about my words
seems dangerous
and ugly.
My language is gaining control
and becoming more forceful.
I am losing my mind to my mouth
which is not a rare state these days
but is frightening
however frequently it may occur.

I want to speak calmly.
I want to speak softly
and carry no stick
but I speak with stones now
and I rock hard.
It’s somewhat unsettling
but I’ll get over it
and so will you.

Now.