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if i could speak
my voice would sound
like fingertips
crashing aginst palms
my words
would create a fist
and i would use it
to beat the
shit
out of your eyes
until you had two
black and blue
holes
in your face

if i could move
my movements would look
like a dancing body
under a strobe light
every blink, every twitch
would be another
flash
another frame
on a camera
so you would only think
i was kidding
until you saw my
face

if i could feel
my heart would be
a cloud of static
writhing like
a disturbed nest of
hornets
crackling like a radio
i could play music
from the jukebox
of my anger
and it would be loud
and bitter
and raw
and every decible
would fuel me
foward

but i cannot speak
my mouth is
un-cooperative with
my thoughts
and it bites my tounge
even as my tounge cuts
up the inside of my lips
so i bleed my words
instead
and your eyes
are left
to laugh

and i cannot move
i have become
a tree
my roots run deep
into the ground
and
like a tree
no matter what
is carved into my bark
i cannot reach out
and grab the
offender
so i am imobile
to stop you
you can keep believing
that i'm just kidding

however
i can feel
but my heart is a quiet
lake
it's depths unkown
dark and pondering
sheilding a creature
from the light
with murky water
the mud at the bottom
is bareling kicking up
in this monster's progress

but it is
slowly waking
and one day

i'll be able to speak again


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  • BAMFNx3
    March 16

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    Jules I absolutely loved this. I could fucking relate in SO many damn ways it's not even funny. I loved all of your metaphors, very creative. You are such an amazing poet dear. This was my favorite stanza:

    but i cannot speak
    my mouth is
    un-cooperative with
    my thoughts
    and it bites my tounge
    even as my tounge cuts
    up the inside of my lips
    so i bleed my words
    instead
    and your eyes
    are left
    to laugh

    Very original poem. Then again, all of your poems are. That's what I love about reading your writing.

    <3


  • A falling star
    January 12

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    This was amazing. Seriously. The whole thing. I loved it. The ending worked so well to bring it all together (and there was some optimism! yay!)
    I am so jealous of you. You always take my breath away with everything you write.
    <3


  • ashley-dani
    January 12

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    wow, I really like this.
    Like I got so caught up in reading it with the words that you use. And so much emotion.
    Great Job! =]