Poetry >SLAP POEM
Sara Ehlers
SLAP POEM
I rip my heart out, I pull at the frays
Tear apart the tornado inside, two pieces it separates.
You scold me. Slap my hand away.
I eat poisons, I spit and I curse, I misbehave
Try every vice, every man, every woman, to make this head, this heart feel or race.
I rip my heart out and I pull at the frays.
I laugh too loud and my voices echo outside their cage
Walls explode, buildings crumble and my entire world gyrates.
You scold me and slap my hand away.
I am triumphant, possessing every man I've ever loved enslaved
Bodies climb over bodies to reach these unattainable gates.
I rip my heart out, pull at the frays.
While asleep my sweat drowns me, growing younger while you seem to age
Wakeful noises revive me, please, before it's too late.
You scold me, slapping my hands away.
I'm too careless, bored and misguided, forever turned the wrong way
Every wrong word said, every other hurt or pain, everything, shows up on your beautiful face.
I let you rip my heart out and watch you pull apart the frays.
Scolding me, you slap my hands away.