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Get Your Own
by Trisha De GraciaThese words are smooth and useless to you
You who'd run your tongue across the grooves
of every "T" and "i" I've double crossed and spotted
searching for that wick, that hint of flame
To flick you on again
To spark you into song again
To take your shortened lark of life
and feed it whole and strong again.
You'd take my letters in your mouth
and chew and chew and chew
And so I leave still less and less of me
so I can see what's left behind of you. 10/17/2008 Posted on 10/18/2008
Copyright © 2024 Trisha De Gracia
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/18/08 at 05:36 AM I never find all of the pieces of people myself. Great work. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 10/18/08 at 01:56 PM Nice write. Sometimes I think communication between people is one bit hiccup. Well done! |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 10/18/08 at 08:13 PM I'm with Marie... a brilliant write..... |
| Posted by Elizabeth Shaw on 10/19/08 at 12:09 PM bravo |
| Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 10/20/08 at 04:35 AM well this is fabulously raw and gritty. i love it. all the mouth/chewing references really dig at me as a reader. this too is fresh. this is free and doesn't care about rules...it's feelings not thoughts. beautifulness |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/24/08 at 11:45 PM I also like the grit to this, the chewing, and the hint of flame. |
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