Double exposure
Words
walking on walls,
A crystallised
cavorting
Of
missing futures.
Have you
been penalised
In this
voiceless scourge?
A means
to stone people.
And erase.
Humanity
drips into leaves
Of ash, this
free flutter
A kind
of freedom.
Uncensored.
They say
words maketh
The man,
just as they take away
To zero.
Stones wait
to be thrown,
Pressure
point exploded.
In a study
of a reckoning
They add
clutter to old stories.
Words bloat
Til they
bleed out
Into something
unrecognisable
For the
mass to hide behind.
An
erasure poem from Double exposure
Words walk,
missing
Futures
penalised.
Voiceless
stone, erase,
Humanity
drips ash.
Flutter of
freedom.
Words,
man, zero.
Stones
exploded
Clutter an
old story,
Bloat,
bleed,
Unrecognisable.
Copyright
Vickie Johnstone, June 16, 2020
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