FREED VERSE

Ignoramus, ignore me! 

Don't speak if not for you.
Empty words made just for me 
are tally marks bleeding blue. 

Those tallies tell me "No! Not mad!"
    look! here's this! this word and that!
You say it right, give me all the evidence I need;
    all which makes me out a drag. 

Ignoramus, shut your mouth! 
Some things are better left unsaid. 
Even if they're true, they're seeds
becoming tendrils in my head.