Mumbling

Mumble is me.
Curling my words into my tongue,
my lips, and back into my head.

In my dreams I shout in my head and
my words come out in stuttering whispers.

Frustration forces its weak little hands
pushing the inside of my forehead.
With its head low and its legs lunged.

Get out, get out
you loud noises!

And all it creates are tiny poofs of headaches.