nature chews on me

poetry blog by shimmeringofbells

[jackrabbittingz]

vestigial (unfinished work)

four hundred years ago, i lost my teeth

i lick over the replacements with sorrow

the negative space makes me reminiscent

of how i used to break bone and marrow

three hundred years ago, i lost my claws

i push them into the mud with despondency

demure nails with a lacking curve or length

will never be right for treking

two hundred years ago, i lost my tail

i sit on hardwood floor with an urge to bawl

they didn't like when i showed my gratitude

with a thump thump thumping on the wall

one hundred years ago, i lost my ears

[cherrygrlrockerddy]

Their souls became one

[jackrabbittingz]

stupid child, stupid girl, sitting there like a dumb little boy, you suppress your gross feelings and they crack your ribs even more. you hate happiness, you hate sadness, you hate existing, you fear nothingness, and all you have is anger you stupid girl. stupid girl hates seeing her own face, stupid boy hates being in her own body. stupid child can't cry no more. she can't feel anything but hate and anger. you're not good. you know that you never will be. you were born from the cloth of lucifer. you were always evil stupid boy. you were always digusting. you were always craving to destroy.

[brightblood]

[hundredshadesofgold]

who up pulling their drone

[nixscriptum]

another year, another small sun tucked into my pocket.

[wanderingsins]

[luminote]

The poet exists in fragments, so does the poetry.

[jackrabbittingz]

My canines have finally pushed through my gums.

My claws are now long and unkempt, ready to tear a new meal apart.

I will free myself from the kennel

And I will kill anyone that gets in my way.