Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
the tree in my throat started budding, i coughed up flowers shaped like ******* and my doctor called the government now they want to sever my neck, count my rings and guess my age i am afraid the sap will start seeping and i am afraid that you are committed to the idea of putting your ear against the hole the government is calling again, this time of an alien kind they are also curious i offered them my toes, but only soil drained from my shoes when removed i guess you’re going to have to sweep more often dirt, petals, and alien footprints
0
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 8:50 PM UTC
tree-venge (what the kid whimpers pt. 2)__
the tree in my throat started budding, i coughed up flowers shaped like ******* and my doctor called the government now they want to sever my neck, count my rings and guess my age i am afraid the sap will start seeping and i am afraid that you are committed to the idea of putting your ear against the hole the government is calling again, this time of an alien kind they are also curious i offered them my toes, but only soil drained from my shoes when removed i guess you’re going to have to sweep more often dirt, petals, and alien footprints
Written by
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 8:50 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem