Souring Words

My words are souring as I do,
and their stench has driven out
all pretense of meant-to-be,
and all that accompanies
every childish assumption,
made by fools entranced by tales,
confirmed by those who know well better;
reinforced by want.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

All of my writing recently just hasn't felt like enough.

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