Spaghetti Words

[Wes Corona]

My words are like spaghetti,
I cook them down,
And throw them hard, against the wall.
If they stick, I post them all.

[Wes Corona]

Once, I found myself, running from my past.
I ran and ran and thought my heart might burst.
I ran past a mirror, so very fast,
That I did not reflect upon it.