Metamorphosis
Friday, 8 June 2012
Words
The words tumble
The words rumble
They fill me to the brim
They stick in my throat
Block my pores and dry my mouth,
Poisoning my blood, thickening
my skull the words
they entrap me they slither
they strangle
they cover every angle
of me.
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