Crude and vulgar words are for the crude and vulgar birds
As I shit, piss, fuck, and otherwise defecate on everything that ever mattered to you or I
Clever sweat beads cascade off the forehead of someone far more important than I
And the cleverest of intentions leave the cleaverest wounds in the forethoughts of those who I care for
Nevermind you or I, or the fact that these words have yet to grace the thought-o-sphere,
let us be, let us me
Let us remember who we tried to aren't.
Insecurities be damned,
I have words.