by Amanda Bullington

throat constricted
voice box trying helplessly
to slide its natural path
up and down - stopped by
taut solid muscles

words strangled on the
lips of a minor,
suffocating in saliva
and mucus - stifled so
no one else will hear

She sits, head upon
her lifeless arms,
Facedown; features
Contorted from her
Failed attempts at


Posted on 05/01/2005
Copyright © 2023 Amanda Bullington

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michelle Angelini on 05/01/05 at 07:30 AM

Amanda, the last stanza really sums it up. Good work. I like the format of the poem - the physical, the frustration, and finally the total despair.

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