Criticism

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I cannot talk to you
My tongue arcs up
As a knife darkened
With too much blood
And your ears like
Twin embryos, oblivious
Do not wait for consent
But drink hungrily
Of each wounded hunch

I cannot bare
The immensity
Of my constraint
But worse are those
Parasites which mingle
With the breath
And gnaw obliquely
At our hearts

Once exchanged
We cannot retrieve them
And how they grow
In number, these criticisms
Even when recalled
I hear them still
Like branches
Snapping in darkness

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20 responses to “Criticism

  1. Dark, intense and freshly expressed – lots to like and admire here like:

    “wounded hunch…

    “Parasites which mingle
    With the breath
    And gnaw obliquely
    At our hearts..”

    and: “Like branches snapping in the darkness…” A richly enjoyable read…

  2. crit makes us stronger…but you have to know the source….what their intentions are in giving it…because there are def worms that live to eat away at you….

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