Logical Clutter
What you stuttered
When you uttered
All those words
You merely muttered
Did it matter what
You said
Or what you meant?
Did you mean to sound so hopeless
Did you mean to sound so helpless
Did you mean to clutter
Sorrow with contempt?
Stop pretending
Stop defending
All those men
You can't stop mending
Does it matter what
I've said
Or what I've meant?
So, why don't I sound hopeless
And, why don't I sound helpless
Will my logic ever
Seem to make a dent?
February 25, 2003
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