I'm a glutton for words
      I consume too many that
they expel in unformed phrases
      out of my mouth.

I'm told I look  obese in the explanation
      of what I ingest into the pit of
my mind. What can one say when my
sight likes the configuration of illustration.

I'm that what is consumed and regurgitated
      some may not be in liking of the figure
of what is rehearsed and expelled.
     but I like who I am and these are my words.