"trembli" poems
everyone is so afraid.
they are shakin gand trembli ngand un stable
everyone is so afraid that someone will say it.
they eat their food and kiss their wives
and dot their i's but they are TERRIFIED
everyone is so afraid that someone will point it out.
that there is something wrong with the dinnerware
it cuts at their fingers - white plates turned red
the teapot so far gone that the smell
of chamomile stains the tablecloth
they are stifled - watching in horror as their forks split porcelain to
pieces; and more; and more; and more . . . splintering into obscurity
the china is Cracked. and everyone knows
Mar 22, 2023
Mar 22, 2023 at 2:28 PM UTC