My Censor’s going off duty
Just in case you didn’t know.
And sure there’s no one there to stop
So, you’d just better be careful
Of what you’re saying to me.
Because I cannot guarantee
My usual diplomacy.
The words and phrases tumble out
Showing no apparent thought.
They’re gathering up momentum
As they stab into one’s heart.
“I never meant to hurt you so.”
But high from Heaven above,
I hear old Freud with whiskered shout,
“Liar, you! The truth will always out!”