The Underground Garden: Feather Tons


 

Choose your words lightly
You don’t know my ears
Choose your words lightly
Or how I got here
Really stop and think
About
What you’re going to say
Really take a look at what will be coming your way
I’m practicing to listen so trust me
I’m listening
Watching very, very closely
Your mind at choosing
The proper thought formulating
Spoken onto me
I also have a voice
That you will be hearing
As you expect respect I deserve respect
I have arrows above me
Aiming at your neck
Catch every verb
Plant it in dirt
Every shard you bleed on
Comes from your words
Speak very, very lightly
Know I exist
I’m not somebody’s pawn
Or desirable kiss.
I’m breathing lightly
Every second
Twenty plots
I’m thinking thricely
Apologizing for any cuts
I land just nicely
They place the play
Choose them or it’s us
Whose loss is greater
Underlying thrust
Reality’s gut
I’ll drop what I’ve got
Just to make it stop
That’s breathing lightly
Nicely
Carry with me an exit final
Because you chose to be rough
Leave you empty because you’re just a broken cup
See,
I’m a very tricky bitch
I’m not what you expect
I want mine not yours and no price is gonna change it
I know the laws that you forget
And I call you on your shit
My voice doesn’t tremble while you’re holding down your vomit
Yes I make you sick
Crawl back to your dad’s dick
Crying for your mother
Who raised a piece of shit
You think the zip code of my village makes me somehow less
Or my sex
You better pray to your God because I don’t forget
Or forgive your threat
How you gonna bring arrogance to a tongue knife dance
You drew first
Trying to hurt
Don’t deny it
I ain’t buying it
Returned to sender
All you bitches slow death in 1 blender
Pour the libations of your existences
To the view of the village
Who knew
What you did not
Fucking with us
Gets you caught
Free of cost
Oh I seem violent
Not as violent as your intentions
So natural your evil you can’t believe them
When I pull them off your spine spin your spineless body to the sounds of my wind chimes
You finally understand
What you meant
I won’t live a life of defense
I won’t be about trying to protect
My growing reap
You won’t be stealing from me
Leaving you shook aftershocks in your sleep
Earthquake creator with my size 5 feet
Lightly.

 

Liza Zayas is a lover of writing and dancing and celebrates both as a singer and songwriter performing as Luna del Flor. You can hear her collaborative sounds and experience life through her storytelling. She invites you to dance. Her poetry seeks to initiate dialogue by intentionally expressing consequences of love, lust, ego and self-respect.

 

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