Let it all out, out of my head,
Lest it all ends up cold and dead,
Fingers dance and eyelids twitch,
A-flutter with incessant itch.
Let it all out, get out the urge,
Lest it blows a fuse, the surge,
Static buzz, brain unlatch,
Scrawling lines, Chicken Scratch.
Let it all out, toxic exhaust,
Before your stalling soul is lost,
Let it all out, unleash a vent,
Lest your mind always torment.
A choked dream, the rope cinched,
Another- forgotten, hanged, lynched,
Please, get it out, your chaotic patch,
Sprawling lines, Chicken Scratch.
YOU ARE READING
Chicken Scratch
PoetryHopefully an eventual collection of my poems, short stories, musings, random thoughts, etc.! Those barely legible little things that you'd write on a napkin in hasty afterthought? You'll totally find that here. Welcome to Chicken Scratch :D
