Grasping for words
through a swirling fog of emotion
is a fool’s errand;
trying to choose
the right combination of words,
when angry
is like seasoning your own food
with poison.
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Author:
Fränz Müller (
Offline) - Published: August 26th, 2026 21:37
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Clever wording gets the fave in this poem of wisdom. Nicely written with a vivid image
Thanks!
You are most welcome
Fränz, what a powerful and relatable piece. I know that desperate struggle to express yourself while emotion is still running the show...and that final comparison captures the self-inflicted damage perfectly. Brilliantly done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you, my good fellow!
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