Censor

by Scott Thomas Outlar / June 17th, 2018

I want to censor myself
so I don’t say too much
but

I want to walk paths of yellow
and pretend they are gold
but

I want to hunt for warm blood
under moon in the waves
but

I want to chase after dragons
down holes dug by rabbits
but

I want to sin with the saints
and make amends with fallen angels
but

I want to find where it hurts
and lick wounds with silver bullets
but

I want to censor myself
so it spills out in whispers

Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration. He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects. Scott Thomas can be reached at 17numa@gmail.com. You can also watch and/or subscribe to his YouTube Channel Read other articles by Scott Thomas, or visit Scott Thomas's website.

This article was posted on Sunday, June 17th, 2018 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.