Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Rattle this cage

There are moments when I’m dying to write.
But I know the piece I produce will hurt.
So I internalize, deal with my sad, repressed state.
Every so often I just want to throw things.
Rattle this cage.




William John Huggins
A Lion

Unfortunately, I emit in other ways.
In rolling my eyes,
In offhanded remarks
In my looks of contempt.
Disappointment written all over my face.

William John Huggins
A Tiger and a Serpent

In the end, I hurt them anyways.
The words were never said.

But my language is never clearer than when I’m trying so hard not to speak.

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