My language is a virus -
little chains of letters
breed in the pockets of my brain
and infect me infect you
I know it’s better to keep quiet
I know it’s better to be still
but sometimes I can’t bear those shadowy corners
the dusty spaces
beneath carved school desks
abandoned tree houses
graffiti stained hospitals
echoey screams of past patients
echoey howls from comatose nightmares
No -
I need to speak up
I need you to hear me
And I know
I have the potential to ruin everything
I have a destruct button
planted in my mouth
behind the molar that never shuts up
behind the tongue that doesn't stop clicking
In my own words I can cut you
I can slice your throat
spill words into your wound
and I’m powerful
and I’m dangerous
and trust me
I know it’s better to keep quiet
Comments
MistakenMagic | April 10, 2010 - 18:46
'but sometimes I can’t bear those shadowy corners
the dusty spaces
beneath carved school desks
abandoned tree houses
graffiti stained hospitals'
- love these lines, Maggy! Such a brilliant, original concept - and so true. Really enjoyed this, well done ;)
Magic xxx
maggyvaneijk | April 10, 2010 - 19:19
thanks Magic, your comments are Magical :) [I'm sure people say that a lot]!!!
Nolan | May 1, 2010 - 22:39
Quite dramatic. Otherwise not too bad.
Cheers! Nolan &&
(Guess I should have rather kept quiet, have mercy! But it is all for the fun of it isn’t it?)
maggyvaneijk | May 1, 2010 - 22:42
hahaa appreciate the comment :)
Esmerelda | May 19, 2010 - 10:59
i can relate to this one ;)
i like your style here too- clear, concise, powerful imagery.
Nathan Bednarek | May 17, 2011 - 22:41
"In my own words I can cut you
I can slice your throat
spill words into your wound
and I’m powerful
and I’m dangerous
and trust me
I know it’s better to keep quiet"
I found the ending to be very haunting. Throughout the poem there is a feeling of dominance coming from the speaker. A very unique piece. Well done.
Nathan x