Submissions by USSRamshack

Look at her,
Standing quiet, standing small
Just a flower on the wall
Let's start a riot,
See if she moves at all.

Look at her,
Still so young and idle,
So much like a child,
begotten and bereft.
So content at first,
But it's all rehearsed.
Is there nothing left
of that blossom whose
Petals had begun to fall?
Are we all still flowers on the wall?

I made a promise long ago
   to never waste my blood,
If it come out trickling,
   or if it cause a flood.
I made a promise long ago
   to never use it ill,
to always make it purposeful
   in everything i will.

Scarlet, crimson, burgundy;
   six bloody chortles slip from me.
I spit and spill those gorgeous three.
   let it clot, let it run free.

I broke a promise recently:
   I heard the pelting sound,
as reddened beads rolled off of me
   and spread out on the ground.
I broke a promise recently;
   it slipped...

Plkt! And the all run away.
Bullet hit flesh hit blood hit bone.
The noise rang out, the shot hit home.
First shot- miss.
Second shot- miss.
Twice now, could’ve scattered,
But they missed.
Bang! And they jump, but still they stay.
Bang! They’re alive, so still they stay.
Plkt! Goes the bullet into her side,
Plkt! And they all run away.
Down goes her body,
Scream do her nerves,
Silent is her pain
To those; they observe.
Family they were.
She’s still alive.
Family they are.
She’s still alive.
Walk back, watch a while, ...