Breaking Wordchains

Breaking Wordchains

V sits
Head cunningly mobile
Like a bird’s
Eyes quick like one
Her tongue even quicker
She lashes me with wordchains
Bad daughter
Bad daughter
No longer charming
And observable
But repellant
Like any plague or swarm
Or mass of faces
Even rich ones

I almost see them in his mind
International Deadbeat Dad’s
Rapid fire
They click against each other

Bank today
I’ve earned my whole life through
Got not to wait one second
The right to want
Without excuse

Other people his chattel
The imp dances in his
Twinkling blue eyes
Freezer cases of lies

He flies
To the highest reaches
Of breathable air
To survey
His fraudulent kingdom
All spread there
For Sale

#wip #amwriting #poetry

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