NaPoWriMo 27/30

An Unwarranted Carping

OMG you’re wound incredibly tight
like the thread of Rumples spinning wheel
a deliberate mass of insecurities
words striking your heart
like the pings of the sewing needle.
Sorry! Did i verbally fart?
I feel – like the mountain beyond the valley
hard, unforgiving and severely cold.
I emulate the emotions I’m shown
an uncontrollable stream of wait, what.
My branches are harsh, you were warned, told
I’m not made from the same cut.
Do I even have a heart?
Go ahead and lick you wounds,
I’m not waiting, I have no hi, or hugs
This wolf does not howl at the moon,
nor does the mountain accomodate
incessantly petulant bugs.

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