Unwrap the silence and perish.
Your lips smooth
and lonely, piercing
with every word
unsaid.
Take into account
my sadness, my
withdrawn attempts to
salvage phantoms
of promise.
Scream.
I want to feel words
hurtled across my heart,
moments cold
like needles, the novelty
of your body now
a burden.
Scream, for I have
forgotten how to
speak.
I cannot leave
till you hate me, words
like scissors cutting
illusions that might
gleam.
Your lips smooth
and lonely, piercing
with every word
unsaid.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
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