![]() Screeching Silence.A Poem by October
Across the oxygen that seems to be keeping this room alive,
You hold out your air of silence like a nun.
Your subtle manner is the hammer;
Pounding my skull into equal pieces.
Made like a sandwich.
Just spread grape jelly across my sexual fantasies.
Fill in the cracks of my dark character,
With sugary and sticky goo.
It is the raw emotion that keeps this going.
Because you sit, unmoving,
But with your eyes you’re crippling me.
Your silence is screaming in my ears.
Open mouthed.
Teeth bearing.
Waking the neighbors after their busy day,
Of being loyal American citizens…
The good kind, too.
The kind that is white as pure snow.
Hates welfare,
And has a picture of the flag,
Printed neatly on their welcome mat.
So, you’ll have to keep it down, Love.
But it isn’t just that.
It’s what is passing from your eyes to mine.
Or what your eyes deceivingly give off,
And mine frantically try to grasp with pale, sweating fingers.
Runs through me like liquid.
Chokes me like poison.
This curiosity you provoke is deadly.
© 2008 OctoberFeatured Review
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