Words and Wounds Words, how they can tear you apart Raw savage music to a bloodied heart Ripping into your soul like angry bullets With each new hole fresh agony restarts Crawling blind to reach your side Riddled with acid verbs,eaten alive Bleeding heavily from my wounds Vowing to endure this insane ride Arrangements of letters burn my soul Insidious beauty of phrases now toll Like Bleeding bells deafening my heart I wonder anew at my ill fated role How sickly sweet each lurid sentence Unforgiving phrases show no repentance Raining down on my wretched nakedness Caught in your frenzy of verbal vengence Trapped forlorn on the outside looking in Wrapped in your shame as my eyes brim Holding my heart out for your approval Knowing words cannot redeem their own sins BACK TO INDEX HOME �1999 by Hilary McPhee. may not be reproduced without written permission of the author
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