Don't call you back
Like wiggling worms nibbling away at images
Leaving a trail of half chewed brain cells
You stay, slowly dieing on every bite
And I don’t call you back
For the sound of you will call my demons back
Gnashing their teeth and growling their might
Over whatever I have scraped together as mine
Whatever I will not let you drown
Whatever you cannot merge in you
Or your thoughts
And I don’t call you back
Labels: poetry
1 Comments:
Very interesting metaphors.
Wrenches the emotions pictorially.
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