Bonded
I’m Bound in silences,
Wrapped under bonds,
All of the ounces of silence impound,
Silences heavy and harden with time,
More bitter than vomit, and blacker than tar,
Stuck in my throat, kicked in my skull,
Silences screaming, silences numb,
Silences in my infected thumbs,
Silences festering, drenched in puss,
Silences sewn shut, and full of rust,
silences heavy and oozing of musts,
Silences gagged down my throat,
Silences fisted in my frontal lobe,
People bonded my bones with secrets in slyness.
Now People are sleeping.
I’m SCREAMing my silence.
