It’s very easy to become easily offended and react irrationally believing you are behaving rationally based on who you think you are because you’ve allowed your bruised ego to move your mouth quicker than your intellect could move your thoughts.
It is not my concern that you do not choose your words wisely.
I hold the heft of my words within my hands, distributing the weight of them equally so I am seldom knocked off balance by their meaning. I spread them out cleaning and polishing carefully so you can clearly see my meaning.
Do not deign to step on or stumble over my words, dragging the disrespectful dirt of your audacity into my verbal space.
You will not survive the onslaught.
A poet who chooses to be careless with words is an automatic assault weapon whose response will cut through your kevlar vested interests.