So burn me upon your pyre
Son of Man
that you have built from banned books, MPAA appeal forms, and scantrons
wrap my arms in your illusions
bound my legs in your fear
For you have already….
Declared my body impure
your paws disinfected
by cinnamon scented sanitizer,
washed clean my autonomy from your mouth
with Crest
tapped into my veins
found my determination
leeched it
replacing it with doubt and daddy issues
blamed me for what you cannot control
deem me the devil
call me the snake
I am violence in youth
I’ve given hurricanes their names
So burn me upon your pyre
Son of Man
because my body will decay
flake away in the flames reflected in your eyes
But
my words will fill
the canals of your ears
until you are deaf with it
the leaves will crunch and whisper “Sinner”
and in the static of the snow you will hear
“Saint”
Author Bio:
Between juggling school and three devious cats Victoria Barycz often finds herself scribbling poems on scrap paper and bathroom walls. She has been published in Swallow the Moon: A literary journal published by Oakland University. She will graduate in Winter 2015 and she's crossing her fingers about grad school.
Son of Man
that you have built from banned books, MPAA appeal forms, and scantrons
wrap my arms in your illusions
bound my legs in your fear
For you have already….
Declared my body impure
your paws disinfected
by cinnamon scented sanitizer,
washed clean my autonomy from your mouth
with Crest
tapped into my veins
found my determination
leeched it
replacing it with doubt and daddy issues
blamed me for what you cannot control
deem me the devil
call me the snake
I am violence in youth
I’ve given hurricanes their names
So burn me upon your pyre
Son of Man
because my body will decay
flake away in the flames reflected in your eyes
But
my words will fill
the canals of your ears
until you are deaf with it
the leaves will crunch and whisper “Sinner”
and in the static of the snow you will hear
“Saint”
Author Bio:
Between juggling school and three devious cats Victoria Barycz often finds herself scribbling poems on scrap paper and bathroom walls. She has been published in Swallow the Moon: A literary journal published by Oakland University. She will graduate in Winter 2015 and she's crossing her fingers about grad school.
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