Fe Fi Faux Pas!

Here I go again! open Mouth, disengage brain.
Words that tumble out unchecked and with the velocity
Of a renegade comet.
Good advice disregarded, ploughing on regardless.
My mouth is not my heart, and my heart is not my mouth..
I mix the two up too many times.
Speaking from my heart sometimes sounds different in my head,
and as to how it enters your ears.
Sometimes how I act ,feels differently  in my heart 
as to how it looks  to you.
My filter sprinkler must be blocked…
My words are scattering everywhere...
A deluge of inappropriate thoughts
drown my good intentions…..