and one other thing

you say things
that you'd like to
take back.
mean spirited
things aimed for
the heart and head
of your target.
words spewed
out in anger
like lava
from a hot mountain
giving in
to the pressure.
but you can't
take them back.
they are stuck
hot and red in place,
flaming arrows
buried deep
in where you sent
them.
so you try
to salvage things
by being
quiet for awhile,
slipping slowly
into the background
and tip toeing
away as if nothing
really happened.
humming to yourself,
singing la de da.
la de da.