Hush Little SisterA Poem by S. Michael Longa disturbing poem i wrote because the idea of the phrase hush little sister intrigued me
hush little sister, your cut up pieces in a box.
i froze your lungs in the freezer and your ligaments wrapped in socks i cut your hair and poorly glued it on your favorite play time doll hid your panties in a pillow and your jaw bones in the wall i couldn't find a place to hide your fingers right away, i spent some time perusing all the things i had to say. i kept your eyes along with me so you could see what i would do i left your leg bones in the dryer and turned your soft heart into stew. sipping slowly as i wandered up and down the darkened hall but i keep on thinking i hear you talking from the wall its a clanky chitter chatter clicky clack against the wood jaw bone grinding grains and splinters means you still aren't feeling good. i called up dad and told him he cant ever hurt you again i hid you well and still the smell reminds me we are friends. so hush now little sister ill keep you with me in this box. and whenever your eyes look lonely ill stand by the wall and talk. © 2012 S. Michael LongFeatured Review
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