Cotton Words in a Paper Mouth- an original poem

"Laughing with a Mouth Full of Blood" by Simon Birch
“Laughing with a Mouth Full of Blood” by Simon Birch

Paper tears
but cotton snares-
and like cotton your words
cling to the dust in the air,
sucking the silt and sand
close to its fleece,
and slurring wet promises
slick with grease.

Cotton clings
but paper stings-
and like paper your lips
shred sour notes that sing,
bleeding your words of
all wealth and truth,
and ripping the life from
the throats of the youth.

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