hop scotch
a writer
pieces
break apart
like letters in words
of a poem to your loved one.
I demand
closure
disclosure
of my insides
rampantly splayed out
across your carpet.
I make myself known,
Uncanny,
flailing out,
released by phrases
set upon a page
I am relevant
only until
relevance is no longer
I am swayed by the ink
by your tongue.
Gasp.
I am not glory
As it all is undone.
Hold on.
To me darling.
As I break apart.
Letters
Of words
Stark.
Like those blank squares.
Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 1:42 PM UTC
hop scotch
a writer
pieces
break apart
like letters in words
of a poem to your loved one.
I demand
closure
disclosure
of my insides
rampantly splayed out
across your carpet.
I make myself known,
Uncanny,
flailing out,
released by phrases
set upon a page
I am relevant
only until
relevance is no longer
I am swayed by the ink
by your tongue.
Gasp.
I am not glory
As it all is undone.
Hold on.
To me darling.
As I break apart.
Letters
Of words
Stark.
Like those blank squares.
