The knot has tied itself in my chest
into matted barbed wires that keep me wired
I need no caffeine
because frustration keeps me awake
all I wanted was to craft a love letter
and life gave me no time to breathe
no time to punctuate
no time to pour out my soul and myself in words, words, words
how I long for someone to read them
and to love me for them
in trying to unravel the knot
inadvertently it tightens
I try not to rustle the covers
as I try to snatch a hyphen or a colon
to break up these endless run-on sentences
there are no periods
there are no pauses
so I will struggle to breathe and sing through each phrase until I am red in the face
and then blue
that I could plunge into an underwater refuge and evolve gills
or not
and float dead to the surface
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