through the grating hum
of forever closing locker lids
they sing textbook hallelujahs
we are the quiet ones
stalking hallways
like burnt words under
shuddered breath
our skin is calloused
to rip your shallow daggers
and teach you painless peace
so when you sleep
imagine we are drifting
about your eyelids
a breath away
from bruised
Jul 6, 2013
Jul 6, 2013 at 10:31 AM UTC
through the grating hum
of forever closing locker lids
they sing textbook hallelujahs
we are the quiet ones
stalking hallways
like burnt words under
shuddered breath
our skin is calloused
to rip your shallow daggers
and teach you painless peace
so when you sleep
imagine we are drifting
about your eyelids
a breath away
from bruised
