tagNon-Erotic PoetryDon't Tell Me Nothing

Don't Tell Me Nothing


Your silent face makes me
want to starve
mine own much too expressive
and angry like hands
balled and drumming on your chest
I don't understand and can't
suck it from you
a precious jewel
wrapped in plain, white paper
I'd make you smile
if I could
but it feels like I'm walking through
the shadows of your mind
a garden of twisted vines
and I trip over my own words
given too freely
your silent face
leaves me on the floor
and screaming
what is it?
what is it?
but your reply is as empty
as I feel

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