maelynslavik

Thump thump 

You see nothing 

through your stale pride 

Your black and white lenses 

Your punishments and rewards 

Your fake smiles and deceit 

Thu thump 

It lives in cupped hands

Around sorry ears,

Behind closed mouths shut up tight,

A wrench in the steel factory gears.

A hidden prism refracting light,

Shining through the cracks in firmly pressed fingers.

i was the first to the lunch table today,

i usually am the first.

but when no one came,

i was dumbfounded.

where is everyone??

i thought,

aimlessly looking around at everyone who found their group.

Shh

Don't tell

I heard from another

That she went deep down under

So far, that she couldn't hear last night's thunder

No one knows why

Even I

But maybe, just maybe