2020-02-04-pm39.md (461B)
1 --- 2 Title: Pm₃₉ 3 Published: 2020-02-04 4 Author: Szymon 5 Layout: blog 6 Tag: poetry 7 --- 8 Spikes grow out of my mouth, 9 sharp needles shot on sight, 10 I try to pick them out, but 11 I cannot stop their growth 12 13 I'm locked in the confines, 14 of my defensive cage, 15 the bars let through the spikes, though 16 made to withhold a rage 17 18 Words spoken hard slip in, 19 stack up like books on shelves, 20 built up inside the jail I 21 lose sight of everyone else