Learning to speak.A Poem by Reannelife.I guess you didn’t listen to your teacher when she taught you that acids burn in open wounds, did you? he will corrode your tongue and shatter all your teeth oh god it hurts but you didn’t listen. Believe me when I tell you I didn’t mean to burn holes in your jeans or squeeze all the blood and air out of your lungs and my skeleton isn’t made of bones but the empty spaces in the universe. I’m still learning to speak without fumbling over my words but what I mean is:
I learned a long time ago to destroy things before they destroy me. © 2017 Reanne |
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