Submissions by Lydia_Jade

Pew pew pew
(Laser gun fight)            
             
           
I know how to burp the ABC's
       
       
       
That is all.



We will now return you to your regularly scheduled program.

       
       
       

I feel capable of writing you
a new song

something tangled in the light
of a dead dawn
Drowned, perhaps in the cruelty of a curt nod
And the passing indifference of a bored yawn


Because you speak out of context to deaf ghosts
Fealty in the fresh face of blood oaths
Still you dashed my heart against those stones
Pulled the soul from me and buried my bare bones

Until we wake in the fashion of born slaves
Bitter warnings still drawn out on each page
Have you no eyes to see what you could save?
Am i bled dry from the shackles...

But we are..

Writhing in our malcontent
The tongue of retrospect
A broken faded dialect
Circumvent
For we are the children of words that
...Were never said

We splay the ribcage
To read the heart

Fortunes and favors
...It's a dying art

Wrought from hungry mouths
A crack in the foundation of our vowels


In absence... on second thought
I don't design to speak
We swallow the blood
From our tongue in cheek


The tragedy in poetry
are the words you didn't say
And
If i had a way with...