to whom i love

I say
what I don't mean,
not literally
at least.
I babble in obscurities,
vague
cryptic notions
of thoughts
that ramble in the corners
of my mind.
I stretch the canvas,
dabble in
abstract.
I can't get out
of being me,
maybe I can be less
talkative,
less misunderstood,
more
aware of those i'm
speaking to
and their sensitivities.
I can take a vow of
limited silence,
spend less
on talk
and more on
listening to those
I love.