Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
My body feels like a door that doesn’t fit its hinges My arms feel like with each swing, their sockets are prepared to fall out Like the bones will give out Like the nerves will explode Like the blood will boil And never hold again My legs have been numb from sitting aimlessly for years My eyes have been blind from beauty and precision The feeling of falling Like your body is falling apart The edge of the cliff or the building or the dock or the bridge The feeling of falling Teeth crunching Dental bill “Do you find that you’re grinding your teeth?” Nerves Cavity Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing Drastic expectations / exaggerations none “We’re just calling in today to mention the eventual termination of your place in this organization.” Body threatening to be pulled by ghosts Ghostly wailing and demonic laughter Astral project Leave Become nothing Become husk Become discarded shell Stagnate Die.
0
Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 4:18 PM UTC
void of violence
My body feels like a door that doesn’t fit its hinges My arms feel like with each swing, their sockets are prepared to fall out Like the bones will give out Like the nerves will explode Like the blood will boil And never hold again My legs have been numb from sitting aimlessly for years My eyes have been blind from beauty and precision The feeling of falling Like your body is falling apart The edge of the cliff or the building or the dock or the bridge The feeling of falling Teeth crunching Dental bill “Do you find that you’re grinding your teeth?” Nerves Cavity Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing Drastic expectations / exaggerations none “We’re just calling in today to mention the eventual termination of your place in this organization.” Body threatening to be pulled by ghosts Ghostly wailing and demonic laughter Astral project Leave Become nothing Become husk Become discarded shell Stagnate Die.
Written by
Agender/East Coast
Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 4:18 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem