knots

Sleeves climb down,

covering un-bitten fingernails

I pull them up, they slide

glide back down.

 

 

I lied.

 

 

I want my hands covered,

and my scrunched up face too,

eyebrows too scared to flinch

lips that stumble over words like

shoes over

unpaved gravel

please stay

well-behaved

or i’ll muffle you up

with oversized clothes

a fringe like curtains and a neck

like a dead rose,

these eyes will never see beyond

the outline of my nose

unless-

 

 

unless:

you get access

find the address

to that shining, gleaming creation

of perfection like reflecting marble

without a speck of dust.

it’s where words flow like a current,

you feel the water’s

veins pulse against your tongue

as you let it plough

through those clenching teeth.

Formulate, create words

without having to bite on to,

hold on to,

scraps of meagre

courage

unscrew your skull

from this self defined

you

it’s all just your own blueprint

construction

of a personal

cage

stop feeding yourself

with people instead of

food.

 

 

Let these syllables

glide like rollerblades over smoothed out

cement that extends like your arms,

liberated

from your own burden

of over-attention to looks

and thoughts and

knots.

 

 

To speak,

you don’t need

shots.

 

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