It
I found it
Lying down
On the side of road.
I kicked it
Kneeled down to it
Pinched it and
kissed it and
Pronounced it mine.
I Laced it
then placed it between two slimy lips
I enflamed it
with a quivering light
I lit it.....
February blow by
Tearing
my eyes
Chilling my hand
making me dance
Shaking my bones
blazed my nose
As February blew by
I sucked it in
The earth and the wind and fire
pierced my throat
As February blow by
Shaking the glow
Palming my hands
captured it light
warming the cracks in my face
Soothing these quarreling voices
healing From within as
February blow
A Tears from my eye
rolling down my cheek
into the corner of my succulent
lips
It
turned around
and kick me on the ass.
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SPOKEN VOICES
PoetryI wanted someone to take an interest in me not as a pretty face but because I had something to say. I wanted my poetry to feel ugly. When I was a little girl, I was told, little girls should always act like a lady. I had to lose my voice just so...
