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Emerald Elizabeth
Poems
Mar 2015
Don't Change (March 2014)
Can you hear the people sing?
Not with vocal chords, or silver tongues,
the songs of silent change.
The broken promises
(that crack ribs and pelvic bones)
provide percussion.
The strings;
your fingers tangles in my hair,
I feel the sliding scales.
Don't stop playing.
There's a rhythm in your dying cells
(regenerate per seven years,
someday there'll be a you I haven't touched yet).
There is metal in my flesh,
my song is sung titanium
and ink,
and I hope I am imagining
that we sing at the same pitch.
Don't change.
#emeraldintherough
Written by
Emerald Elizabeth
London
(London)
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