Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2022
Silver metal hummingbird  
Clack, clack, clacks against glass
While the car jostles and I **** myself over needing you
Sometimes the ring is a hum when you are there to sing the harmony,
At other times it is a shotgun blast in an abandoned war tunnel
I am most eloquent and hollow when it’s your nails at my throat
Though I can’t speak,
I sing
Calli Kirra
Written by
Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
73
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems