Turn stale knob of radio on, effortless
crack of the wrist: infamous words pour
out ripped speakers, a hole-punched
reservoir.
Such a chatterbox -
gibberish sentences incomprehensible to
ears and mind (a shortage in the circuit),
letters squashed like sardines.
Hiccupped talk interrupted:
flamed lullaby spilling through, a
jaw-dropping funeral march (closed casket);
nothing but a rhythm whore,
pause.
Eavesdrop on explicit, newfound
streetlight song, tapered and perfect
like a birthday card.
Vibrate and quiver at complicated
iambs, eerie composition with a magnetizing
lure: a shovel for the grave, gravity menace.
crack of the wrist: infamous words pour
out ripped speakers, a hole-punched
reservoir.
Such a chatterbox -
gibberish sentences incomprehensible to
ears and mind (a shortage in the circuit),
letters squashed like sardines.
Hiccupped talk interrupted:
flamed lullaby spilling through, a
jaw-dropping funeral march (closed casket);
nothing but a rhythm whore,
pause.
Eavesdrop on explicit, newfound
streetlight song, tapered and perfect
like a birthday card.
Vibrate and quiver at complicated
iambs, eerie composition with a magnetizing
lure: a shovel for the grave, gravity menace.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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