So much is lost in the neuron journey-
from mind to mouth
from ears to you

My mouth is the source of great miscommunications
constantly tripping over thoughts
without the intention, or even a glance back,
to retrieve those scattered words  

And so my saddness is audible anger
the lump in my throat was only bypassed with shouting

How is anyone understood at all?
standing under the shade of preconceived personalities
We see OUR point
but others' appear so dull
they dont leave a scratch on the surface
of our concrete cognitions