Catapult

String, wrapped tightly

pings from the pluck of your finger tip

that beckons my chest openly

ripping from within

 

Heavy stone, preys soundly

waits and weighs down on my heavy head

that crawls your lip corners

burrowing from within

 

Gears, recede timely

clicks and clicks through your eyelids

that breath my shame lightly

pulling from within

 

Spring, buzzes violently

shoots from the tongue of your body

that laps your bewilderment

releasing from within

 

Catapult

 

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