- Non-Erotic Poetry
- BBQ flavored bubble gum
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Gripping my sorrow by the throat
strangling it so that anger does not blossom.
Sand bagging a wall so that the damn
of self control does not break.
Straight jacket my self into meditation
and counting to 20 by 1/4 counts
filling my patience with stones
so that I won't pace the floor.
Fingers fidget to burn my antsi-energy
tieing them so that they won't say anything.
I don't want my tongue to step on toes,
so I fed it BBQ flavored bubble gum.
Super glue my eyes shut so I can't see
that which stirs and boils the anger in me,
For I am domestic, I am not wild
till I see the death of an innocent child.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 18 years agoAnd blow the top off the thermometer!!!
intense and gut-wrenching
to the roots of the soul
the title serves well;
let down your guard and experience it,
the Mack truck delivers it full bore,
the mind-numbing horror
of the shredding
of joyous innocence
hear ya, Art
