What The Hell Was I Talking About?

(A game in which I post something weird that I wrote a while ago so that we can all scratch our heads and half laugh, half suck in air through our teeth.)

Today's nonsense: Undated, Untitled. I did, however, like it enough to type it out.

YOU'RE spitting off cliches a
mile a minute and yapping
about how YOU'RE keeping ME
accountable by telling ME what
binds my life together...
what if suddenly I AM
to hold YOU accountable; what
when I say to YOU no,
YOU'RE wrong, that's a sin?
and I lovingly drive you into the soil

What the hell was I talking about?