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Sticks and Stones

These words break backs

(I love you no more)

Make bones shudder.

Marrow leaks from vertebrae to hearts

-bleeds-

Life leaves, fire-water draining,

Drains lava flows from mouths opened.

 

Whispers can sound off like shotgun blasts

(This is over, I’m leaving)

Splits ribs, peppers tendered tendons,

Rips muscle, tears tears

From sockets agape.

Wide eyes speak

Volumes of saline solution-

Downed flushed flesh cheeks.

 

Teeth grind dull chainsaw

Blades chew emotion to dust.

These words that hurt

(I’m seeing someone else)

Cut deeper than sticks or stones;

Some syllables cleave like sledgehammers

To kneecaps and elbows-

 

Usually land: right on the button.

 

When the smelling salt revives us

We lie,

 

We are still;

 

Never quite the same.

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Written by
aaron-kerman
33 / M / American
Published
Jan 18, 2010
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