Your Teeth I Catch Them With My Neck by Nicole Assenza what do I keep you around for ? it’s your teeth that I catch with my neck and the bruise cage I lie in you start to stretch my strings, heart’s and then play ‘em til they snap (never will I break for such, a sound) and then you catch my pains in the air before they even have the chance to wander up my spine and I wonder why I like the way my neck catches your teeth again sip a night ink and why are the lighthouse brights still on when I’ve got a ship to sink I think I like the way your teeth, I catch them with my neck line up the daylight and suggest to never better bridges better burned-- and I think sign me up for a wet dream that’s gasoline and pyres how I feel about your teeth when they’re caught by my neck 04/08/2008 Author's Note: ship's sinking-- gotta bite down hard Posted on 04/09/2008 Copyright © 2025 Nicole Assenza Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/09/08 at 04:45 AM Nice. Good to see a poem looking to swing hard and go for the kill early. Posted by Johnny Crimson on 12/08/08 at 01:36 PM "and the bruise cage I lie in" wow. This was great. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 1 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)