Empty Husk
Your stomach ripples from within
as you chew on the wings
of the last jar
of flies
as you chew on the wings
of the last jar
of flies
~
On the silent shelf
that speaks volumes
and exudes the images
mirrored upon your face
that speaks volumes
and exudes the images
mirrored upon your face
~
As you swallow the denial
now caught up behind
the bluest of hues
in your eyes
now caught up behind
the bluest of hues
in your eyes
~
…that fall down with you
and gaze upon the goodness
that sleeps beneath your shoes
and gaze upon the goodness
that sleeps beneath your shoes
~
Covered in the empty husk
of luxurious hindsight
of luxurious hindsight
~
Leaving emptiness
replacing your voice
replacing your voice
~
That echoes and mourns
the walls of your mouth
that held your truths
the walls of your mouth
that held your truths
~
…anchored now
for infinity
for infinity
~
In the empty jar
that once embraced
the broken wings
of your lies
that once embraced
the broken wings
of your lies
~
9 Words used:
Speak Chew Good Face Eye Mouth Silent Swallow Denial
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