Sunday, October 8, 2017

Mason Jar Tongue

Everyday there is money
dropped in the swear jar.

I don’t know how much
strength there is in a dirty mouth,
but I’m not going to let bile
dine on my gut because
I had to swallow their words.

Every time there’s a quarter clink
in that clear jar I feel a bit of redemption.

It is visual proof I still have
a lot of fucks to give about life,
and this mason jar confession
is earmarked “charity.”

©Susie Clevenger 2017

1 comment:

  1. This is great. So much truth. It really is better not to swallow those words. I am with you!! XO