The Sound Of Breaking

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

What does it mean to break apart? To be crushed so thoroughly, glue has nothing to offer you?

Melted wax on the door

You've lost all sight, but you've been here before

A parabola of misfired reasons

The conundrum of mixed seasons

Like candy crushed on the floor

Salt in your eyes, the sweetest of gore

Explosions follow you to bed

Demanding in return, your head

Time's been passing, like daisies in the breeze

But inside you're all turbulent seas

This ship's been capsized, captain and all

Maybe next time you'll know not to fall


Submitted: November 30, 2015

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