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Broken Jawed Big-Mouth
You're screaming at the silence
'till your teeth begin to shake
and the quiet you were damned to fill
starts to take a bitter taste
The salt of your poisoned blood
stains your teeth and tongue
with every lie you speak
while the earth rumbles underneath.
You flood your mouth with lies.
But break your jaw with words,
lose your worth for something
and you might end up heard.
'till your teeth begin to shake
and the quiet you were damned to fill
starts to take a bitter taste
The salt of your poisoned blood
stains your teeth and tongue
with every lie you speak
while the earth rumbles underneath.
You flood your mouth with lies.
But break your jaw with words,
lose your worth for something
and you might end up heard.
Published 20th Jan 2017
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20th Jan 2017 2:17am
20th Jan 2017 2:21am
Thank you so much! From a wordsmith like you, this is high praise indeed!!
20th Jan 2017 2:30am
You know what Your doing...loved the flow of this- and the point (I tend to ramble- I'm no smithy just a dreamer)
Well I'll be damned, your imagery is
rawly uncut and yep.. .that's about
right
when lies takes over a soul, it looks
despicably distort'd and ugly..from
inside - out, bringing hell with
BUT .. .I would love to see your
sensuality come through your words,
can only imagine where you would and
will take us.
-Howlings
rawly uncut and yep.. .that's about
right
when lies takes over a soul, it looks
despicably distort'd and ugly..from
inside - out, bringing hell with
BUT .. .I would love to see your
sensuality come through your words,
can only imagine where you would and
will take us.
-Howlings
20th Jan 2017 11:23pm
As always, I feel my poems outdone by your beautiful comments! I am so happy you enjoyed my work! And you are very right, when you start it's difficult to stop. You crumble. I don't know...I find it difficult to channel that side of me. But for you, my dear Howlings, I shall try!
