Sternum Poems - Poems about Sternum

...I felt affection By sudden press of her hand To my sternum.......Read the rest...

...In mania, the body unbinds itself. The skeleton’s dense marrow becomes hollow, an avian adjustment. It is accelerated evolution. Fluttering and floating in a slew of thoughts like nervous wind ch......Read the rest...

...i once heard of the one who swallowed the sun they spoke of it like it was something bad something to be feared yet somehow something revered a two-sided coin a double-edged sword and ......Read the rest...

...If I were to take a sledgehammer Grip it tender but tight So its iron skull may send A scathing speech to your sternum Would bricks take flight, Or are you truly that dense?......Read the rest...

...Awakening burning scars in my sternum begin invading secret strongholds buried inside my conscience Struggling and fighting restless consuming times to win resolutions......Read the rest...

...VI. Reg looked from the dinner table, heard the door take a hard pounding. Jolene frowned, said, “He sounds sober… He’s much worse when he doesn’t drink.” But Reg knew what this required, goo......Read the rest...

...Do you remember going to Bald Head Island? Must have been 13 years ago now. Well, I finally went back & the wind off the ocean was working overtime. It was blowing in streams, kicking the dunes aro......Read the rest...

...III. Christine began crying, Zack vomited, Klaus couldn’t move as he stared at the mess, only stammering,“W-what could do this?” Surely no beat to which they could attest. Then came a rustling......Read the rest...

...It’s that dream again I’m running, faster, faster He got me with his knife sliced deep down my sternum the blood trickles around my hand as I keep applying pressure. I had to run; I never win......Read the rest...

...How long will you stare at my Blurry reflection. Will we plunge into the enchantment Of the distorted . Frightening tenderness so nicely Cuts the sternum. As well sounds in the depths of bloo......Read the rest...

...litany of the Church of the Ecstatic Coma love shouldn't be a pile of rags I was playing pinkie dinkie with next door Suzie Woozy her father was CIA a spy catcher with a big spy catcher mitt t......Read the rest...

...say this for Justine though sweet she often turns mean Justine wasn't keen on men who might misuse her she kept track of where they were worked the bar and grill at the bottom of West Hill b......Read the rest...

...The labels, some serve to award with honour and others are just straight up meant to demean The much sought after accolades and the prestige, ever so enticing lend a tender sweet stroke to massa......Read the rest...

...EYE and Heart rambling pounding after death! kissing bruised valves of mind breaking ribs and sternum into the ghost-kiss of afterlife! aaaaaah! Love grows a coat of fur, lips thicken for the e......Read the rest...

...eternal enemy run for cover we have caught up to your hide and seek game the control cables have all been mapped far beyond the billowy seaweed tangles and the monumentalized insignificances pay......Read the rest...