Paper Thin
My skin is only paper thin
Cut me and I will spill everywhere
Silence is golden yet
Duct tape is silver
Tear it from my mouth
Take my mouth with it
My skin is only paper thin
Slap me and I will open like a window
A window through which,
Against my better judgment,
My deepest desires
My darkest hatred
And my silliest dreams can be seen
My skin is only paper thin
I heard today it will rain
I hope it washes me away
angelchaser commented on Paper Thin
10-09-2010
10/13/2010
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| With Love, Yours Truly, Forever and Always | 1 | 10/13/2010 |
| Corporal | 0 | 10/13/2010 |
| Piano | 0 | 10/13/2010 |
| Dust | 0 | 10/13/2010 |
| Repetition | 2 | 10/09/2010 |
| The Night | 1 | 10/09/2010 |
| Paper Thin | 1 | 10/09/2010 |
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.