Monday, April 16, 2012

Crime Scenes

You think a pretty terrible crime would be
to strap someone's mouth shut tight
and hand them a new balloon, empty
unable to breathe
life into

you tilt your face to the sky
place a button on each eye
and think of
masking tape
on a worn wooden floor
and grow repulsed
at how we love to slash each other
to two dimensions.

A poetry prompt from Poetic Asides

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