Monday, October 01, 2012

salted sorrow

i swallow salted sorrow
gild grief, guilt grief
writ into being
on the sleeve of eternity

some sorrows swell still
until i can swallow no more
and they spill
hot and wet
lick the corner of a lip
swollen sorrow
that hurts my throat
screams to be heard
a lip licking drip
word tripping grief
guilt grief
gilded no more

1 comment:

Fati said...

You write to my soul. Stunning.