Inarticulate Weeds

I say what I mean and lose 
the fibers of the thistles. 
It nettles to blunder.
Fragmentation dandelions me.
I hope the seedy best
while my naked stem
sweats small futures.
Somehow, appearances
crack sidewalk. 
You might bend life
if your feet aren't careful 
Speak softly and tarry
among sticks.