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On the screaming of silence

Poetry By: SilentSmiles
Poetry


on the screaming of silence


Submitted:Mar 7, 2012    Reads: 23    Comments: 0    Likes: 2   


Our tongues dangle like open leaves,

their bellies full of autumns veins-


An incision climbing down its back

with a crackle and a hiss.


The breezes open their blue, blue cuts

and jump around the stammering trees-


On the blunt tips of smoking crowns

we stick our speech like sap,

and undermine the bees strong laughter.


Our hands jingle like Christmas bells

going under false greens-


Our insides linger like disease

painting the pages of memory,


With pent-up ink

and smatterings of abstract scenes.





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