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erin's avatar

your words and the picture together! 🤌🏻perfect combo✨

MoTy's avatar

Thank you so much @erin. Very sweet of you✨

Olly von's avatar

Sheeesshhh reading your poetry is like having a movie played in my mind, the imagery that you’re able to conjure up!

MoTy's avatar

Thank you Olly, this means more than you know.

MoTy's avatar

don’t say.

Michael John Hulley II's avatar

Really evocative! And some excellent lines and stanzas. Boom as always, M 🙂

MoTy's avatar

Every "Boom" from you makes me happy. Glad it didn't offend - metaphor and all.

Michael John Hulley II's avatar

Boom boom boom boom…

I’m glad to hear that 😊

Not at all 🙂

Live as Art's avatar

Beautiful alignment of expression of soul and truth 🖤🖤🖤♟️♟️♟️

MoTy's avatar

Thank you so much Sevda🖤

pen n. bolsillo's avatar

(new_scent).

i’m addicted. this hits.

MoTy's avatar

What a privilege to be your dealer - anytime pen n. Thank you so much x

Damian Hendrickson's avatar

I absolutely loved this poem, especially the way it is presented. And the line.. barbed_wire(at.my.jaw)—

tightening(whenever.i.speak);

MoTy's avatar

Thank you @Damian Hendrickson for your kind words. Gratitude!

Forest Night's avatar

beautifully done, Moty.

As poetic and thought provoking and intense and chilling and gripping as always.

Feels like it could be read dozens of times, and bring something new out for the reader each time.

MoTy's avatar

Thank you Forest, your earthy words feed my soul. Appreciate you!

Forest Night's avatar

I appreciate you too MoTy!

Darker Ink's avatar

Excellent writing. So glad that towards the end, your poem moved from passive suffering to active rebellion!

theinkspilled's avatar

The imagery in this poem is just a masterpiece. I can see an image for each line you composed. Spectacular!

Jeanne Vessantra's avatar

My skin splits open.

Cracking. Fracturing bone -

in obedience.

I bow

until my forehead learns the floor.

Sacred obedience.

My tongue burns when I try to kiss you.

Lava spills from my stomach

in the middle of the night.

Still I burn -

my mouth fixed to your body.

Your icon hangs above my childhood bed.

Obedience.

MoTy's avatar

And it seems you’re fluent in more than five languages, since you’re speaking mine too.

Jeanne Vessantra's avatar

Perhaps we all carry secret languages within us - waiting only for the openness to answer when they are heard.

MoTy's avatar

Jeanne Vessantra you are absolutely astonishing!!!!

MoTy's avatar

Thank you for reading so closely, Beckie. I guess the rebellion is really just a form of protection, when you strip it back (that’s me being totally honest).

MoTy's avatar

Thank you ink, you’re too kind. Melting over this comment.