Good Vibes Bad Mouth

I hold the door for strangers
tip too much when I’m broke as hell and living on noodles and loose change
I text my people when I feel them fading
drag them out for walks
remind them their specific brand of weird doesn’t need to change
I rescue spiders in the bathtub like a soft-hearted idiot who thinks every tiny life deserves a ride to the open air
Then I stub my toe on the way back to bed and scream the kind of words that would make a preacher stare.

They say “such language from a sweetheart
you should really watch that mouth
” But sugar never saved a single engine from stalling out and heading south
Kindness in my chest and thunder on my tongue
that’s how I’m built, I don’t do guilt.

Good vibes, bad mouth
I’ll love you hard and swear out loud
Hug you tight then curse the storm that tried to knock you to the ground
If you need a gentle shoulder and a darker sense of humor too
Good vibes, bad mouth, that’s me
all messed up and true.

I send voice notes saying “proud of you” then ruin the Hallmark moment with a joke about how we’re all just damaged freaks
I’ll talk you down from panic at three in the morning
then roast your ex for sport and call him names for weeks
I will show up with soup when you’re sick and sit on your floor doing dishes while you rant about your job and cry
And every time you say “sorry for the mess
” I’ll say “shut the fuck up, you look human
you’re allowed to be alive.”

They want us soft voiced, measured
always shaking hands and whispering praise
But love from me comes in power chords and F-bombs thrown like bouquets
If I’m wrong for mixing tenderness with trash talk
I’m not changing my ways.

I won’t police my tongue while the world spins lies with a frozen grin
Labeling cruelty as “professional” while they tear the spirit from the skin
Give me rough-edged honesty
give me laughs that shake the frame
Give me “I fucking love you” over “kind regards” signed with a name.