Cold Bone and Ash
written by: Christine E. Ray
@Christabelle666
I did not mean
to breathe in your toxic air
studded with accusations
but my gas mask failed
and your cloud of words
penetrated like the discharge
from a shotgun full of metal pellets
Unable to discern objective truth
from your self-serving fictions
my lungs are left full to bursting
with particulate gray mist
that I choke on
creating minute tears
in my windpipe
threatening my voice
Your casual disregard of my truths
you willingness to exploit my weaknesses
cold bone introduction
of a dagger to my heart
Did you mean to muzzle me
like a rabid dog
with shame
with guilt?
You forget that I have mastered
living with the constant bleeding
while breathing in the darkness
and spinning blood and ash into ink
that sears across the parchment
- Woman Seeking Poetry - November 2, 2020
- Domino Effect - August 13, 2020
- Chained - May 19, 2020
