Zero Gain

Murmur no things
or strings of sounds...
Could not care less
more-ish whispers
were Wicked
Whips of Words-
Weighted.
Tongue- lashing sharp
fork- tine Torture.
Cat-0-nine-one-one-tales...
Thirty-nine...
Forty-less-one
thrashing...
thrashing...
Thrashing...!
                     P
                     l
                     u
                     m
                     b
                     l
                     i
       Cut, then
     	    Spliced
                       r
                       a
                       m
                        aught - 0 - matic -ally
                             u
                             t
                             t
                             e
     s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d and s-t-r-u-n-g out
taut ~O~ill~O~gee~call  
sayings S-P-L-A-Y-E-D out.

Taught NO one
any thing
new
Knew hear-say-
Say! Did you hear THAT???
(Did YOU know...?)
? :-0  ? :-o ? :-0 ?
Oh Oh...

Tongues plaited and tied
Gutless intentions
Implied
Allied...
Bound between mongers
pitted
unpitying
Pitbulls against distraught,
double-bind on-slaughter
pale-faced pugilism
mimics
Mummery and mimed thoughts
~acted~out~
played O-U-T
OUCH!
Bought into
Hearts wrung out
bloodless
Bloody hands wringing
in Delight-
Delighted!
de-lighted...
Delight-Full?

Murmur nothing
need less<<<<<<
On knees
needling>>>>>>>
Need less to say
" it" @ All.

Hot of the press,
hot air blows
seeds of doubts
s-OW-n n-OW!
Profuse Grrrrr- OW-th
Hot-head heed-less
not Grrrrr- OW-n up.

Groans are unmouthed
sounds
sown shut :-
No more hurt
Feelings
Hidden
Humiliation's humus
Not humorous.

Hideous "justice"
       bids
Blurts be bought
at a price- 
Caught out
Pulled-up-Pule
short-circuits
short-changed
~my~O~my
~chained~
~thrashing~it~out.
thrashed...thrashed....Thrashed!
within an inch
~~ ~~~'~ ~~~~...
nihil -is-tic
parsitic
Tick-Tacky-Town
Game of noughts.
Game of cross thoughts..x-O
Game's off-
Colour two- tone
Voice

Not "giving lip"-
Zipped~~~
:-O gains nil
By Mouth.
:- naught -:
     nada
     null
       X
     void
 
       O


14-07-2017~Aqua Marine.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Marine Avatar
September 17, 2024 at 2:31 AM
When enough becomes too much, it is time to say "Enough!" ( Peace to all... :))
One Avatar
July 17, 2017 at 5:44 AM
Important message in this one, some people just dont know when to shut up and mind their own business.. Nice shape making..
Marine Avatar
July 17, 2017 at 5:57 AM
Exactly! Thank you for coming over to comment, Silent One...( and for not being silent!) When others dont have all the facts, it's easy to make a " Judgement Call... Assumptions are presumptuous, and make one guilty of slander...I'm no angel, but I refuse to be "devilish..." Bullying is a symptom of low self esteem.
White Avatar
July 17, 2017 at 4:13 AM
love-love-love this.... I do a lot with spacing and shaping myself, and this is awesome. It also gives insight into my sometimes weird brain that produces what you just wrote down. Did I already say I love this? :-0 :) ..... |><{{{">
Marine Avatar
July 17, 2017 at 4:34 AM
:D love that you came over to reply, Darren- I know I went a little crazy with this one, ( maybe my "jazzy" brain has got something to do with it..??) I love free form, gives us the s-p-a-c-e-s- to fly...love rhyme too, yet find I have to think hard to give both forms my best shot >>>>> (((Hugs)))
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