the sissors we use

November 13, 2017

The sissors we use,

made for a perfect wrist,

the blade we use,

made for a twist,

the sharpie we use,

we burn it,

the sissors we use,

we bleed together,

the place we return to is..

HELL!! WHERE WE BELONG

Something wrong with this poem?

Replies are closed for this poem.

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.