Calumny

To allow silence

To admit in ourselves

Always moving

Just past

Senses; the darkness

What swallows us

Whole

And we live amongst

What lives amongst us

These grim anchors,

That brief sanctity

The sea

Cast quite far

When you seek

--in your hats black

And kerchiefs--

To bury me

Do not cry

A long time following

Eat until your stomach spills over

‘NO MORE!’ you scream

Too full for your eyes

To leak

The words will just have to wait

Place me in a plain

Pine box

I have been

For years building

It is nothing but splinters

Not silver

It is filled of hair

Even the tongues

Of bells shall still

It’s you

Who will bear

My body along

Spirit me into the teenage wasteland

Do not startle

At its lack of weight

How light it is

Reviews

[Country boy183798]

I have no idea why, but reading this poem felt like peeking through a private letter!! It might have been because of the way I read it though cause I am not sure if you intended to convey that feeling. Anyways, I enjoyed every bit of it, and I found it to be truly mesmerizing. I could not stop reading once I had started. Your choice of words is really good and complements the theme.
Well done and keep on writing.

[Alexis Rose]

Thank you! I most definitely will!