No Filter
you have no filter
said my friend
whatever is in there
it just comes out
and it’s true
my filter is broken
my gate is unhinged
my heart is on my sleeve
there for all to see
and usually still bleeding
though I am equally capable
of wounding other hearts, too
I have said some things
that I would take back now
if I could, right now, even now,
after all these years
I have rarely not said
what I think
even when just thinking it
was all I needed to do
perhaps what I need
is not so much a filter
as a mute button