Wisdom Wanted Poem by John Sensele

In and out of controversy
Flies my big mouth
Knowing not limits of the mercy
Hanging on a thread treading South.

When verbal diarrhea catches a bug
I skate where angels won't stick out their necks
Celebrating infamy mad blood pours into the mug
I brandish with a flourish in puzzling pecks.

Wishing for a moment I could cage sanity
When into my mouth I stick my foot
Revealing a penchant for the vanity
That eats and defeats my reasoning root.

Would be great if I could pause to think
Why I hasten to flaunt the folly
I sip with gusto in my drivel drink
When my hypocrisy shouts ‘golly'.