Have the Words Swallowed You?

Words that fill the buckets up to the brim
Words are dripping down her skin 
                                          
Smear them across her shouder 
Throw them across the counter
                                      
No one knows what to do 
Watching the words swallow you 
                                         
They are circling in her head
They are zooming out of bed
                                         
She doesn't know what to do
Watching the words define her too
 
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