Written by m ennenbach

a tea kettle soliloquy

cast my tongue
in molten lead
as the black thread
stretches my lips
into a sealed
bloodless white
yet nothing can
silence my
idiotic heart
screaming out in
a love unreciprocated
to quake the stoic
mountains to dust

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