leeches the water off your blood
like umbilical cords fills your
mouth like melted chocolate tastes of mud
tugs your nerves and shoots spasms in your toes
thickens the throat close it in london bridge
is falling down stings your eyes you don't
know if you have cried long enough or something
has been eating away at
your line of vision
the vines and snakes slither inside your ear and they
ask if you are really content with who
you are ask how you should change for the better
of everyone else ask why you can't try harder for
everyone else ask why you are not like the rest of the little
angels on earth ask how on earth is anybody going
to love you if you keep on feeding the
selfish. pathetic. royal. swine.
that is yourself and when the drought comes and every
one is tired of your shit only your bones and
sandpaper skin will be left no
one will remember your name
and the birds will take you to a better place
YOU ARE READING
Harlequin
Poetrycome indulge in voluminous daydreams and help yourself on raging tidal emotions. • poetry collection
