muzzle

muzzle

 

for my colorful soul,

I’ve woven a muzzle

of proper thoughts

and careful dreams.

 

screams and whimpers

that once bled through walls,

now, crawl beneath the foundation

and die quietly like good victims.

 

for my pain-sharpened mind,

I’ve fashioned a cover

of corkier quirks

and feathery fluff;

 

non-toxic stuff

that a 3-year-old could swallow

whole without even

a tiny cough or drop of blood.

 

I’ve done what you’ve asked:

surrendered my weapons

of onward destruction

and reactive slaps.

 

I’ve trapped my essence

in less flamboyant lies,

to dam up the wrath

of the tyrannical bird

 

who has caged me.

I am a well-groomed, obedient pet,

and, yet, she never strokes me.

I feel a zombie growl crawling up

 

from an ancient tomb;

a profound rotten womb

of vicious honesty and

bright vampirical flower-heads

barking rust from a barbwire vine.

 

fine!

prepare to be mauled

by my

love.

 

Reviews

[Bertie]

Gosh...this piece has such massive impact ! It's like a kick in the face ! Your use of grotesque simile and metaphor work wonderfully to give the poem a haunting quality and I enjoyed the sense of ambiguity I got the first time I read it.
I like the running of one stanza into the next, it keeps the pace tripping along nicely and heightens the emotion.
I enjoyed, well done :)

[Tkess]

Interesting, like a love affair between a human and a zombie, or perhaps one party's feelings of inferiority toward their significant other.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Viciously poetic. Nice job.

[Misty Blue Eyes]

MY GOODNESS!!!!!!!!!! wow very good poem

[freelancejouster]

a little satiric, a little tempting, a little violent.

[Ruth]

Good god! LOL
Brilliant! Hon....never stop being you! It seethes and breeds through your work like a plague! Excellent :) xx

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Almost dark and resilient, a tough sell for some but you have mastered it, well done, good read.

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

A fun read as always. The layers you weave here, with the darker connotations ending it with that open threat. To be gagged and bound, become nought but a pet for nothing in return. Everything gives at some point.

[.......]

I’ve trapped my essence
in less flamboyant lies,
to dam up the wrath
of the tyrannical bird

Love this part, this is aimply amazing!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

loving the trifold connotations~ descriptives exploratory flavors of language through metaphorical mead~ a man and a woman~an animal and its keeper~ a god and its subjects~ the triton of poetic relevancy is astounding~ a three layered tale~