Disquietude – a poem
Recent whiteboard prompts and pretentious poetry has sparked new ideas for my writing. Lazy breaks dazing on the couch have turned into a ballgame of words and flurries of expressions. My friends and I are taking on ostentatious art, reviving the school corridors. Here is to subpar poetry.
entwined between the aortae
of what love you once rekindled
before asphyxiating reckless promises
confounded upon threads as
brittle as these bones you once
now crush your knuckles and
stain your fingertips
under saline words, echoing vacuous.