Better keep quiet

This moral dilemma

cannot get out

Keep your mouth shut, boy

Better keep quiet

Ever breathe a word

of this oral dilemma,

I’d have to tie your tongue up, boy

 

Words are mapping pins

Wasted mine on a charmer disarmer

Fuck his reticence!

Few pins he ever spoke never showed the alchemy of his flesh

 

And you, poet, smiler boy, fuck yours too

Why you so reticent to not communicate your dirty flesh?

Are you in love with the sound of your own voice?

Weight of your words just empty rhetoric?

Put your money where’s your north and south

Don’t be a total spanner, boy

 

But better keep quiet

This moral dilemma

can never get out

So, keep your lip buttoned, boy

Better keep quiet

If this oral dilemma

ever got out

I’d have to cut your tongue off boy

 

Your pins and needles ruined me

Blinded me but smiles can speak

So, answer me and smile

But make no mistake,

paint me as the perpetrator, and that got out beyond me and you,

I’d grab the nearest butcher’s cleaver and cut your pretty face off, boy.