Shut Up
Broken blades for tongues,
a gaping slash where there’s a mouth.
Spewing out whatever phrase,
makes it to their lungs.
Exhale, then inhale,
Cycles of words that none can beat.
Sputtering and gasping gasps,
Let’s sew up that fault with a needle and pin.
Copyright © Soomin Oh | Year Posted 2016
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