THRASH

Chamalya Liyanage

NOW THAT THE NOVELTY OF MY FREEDOM HAS WORN OFF / I AM STARTING TO MISS BEING IN YOUR CAGE / I THINK THERE’S SOMETHING TO BE SAID ABOUT BEING DISCIPLINED /  ABOUT BEING WHIPPED AND / SCOLDED BY YOU / I USED TO THINK THAT / ONE SURGERY WAS ALL IT TOOK / FOR YOU TO LOVE ME / BUT NOW, I’VE GOTTEN UGLIER / SINCE YOUR SINGLE ACT OF CARELESSNESS /  I’VE BEEN PIERCING MY SKIN AND / CUTTING MY CLOTHES / PRAYING THAT I’LL BECOME / SOMEONE  YOU HAVE NEVER TOUCHED /  SOMEONE YOU HAVE NEVER KNOWN / BUT WE BOTH KNOW / THAT I HAVE MADE GOD OUT OF YOU / AND WE BOTH KNOW / THAT I AM SEARCHING FOR YOU / AT  THE GROCERY STORE AND / AT MY DINNER TABLE / I AM SORRY THAT I CAN’T LET THIS GO

Chamalya Liyanage is an amateur poet from Waxhaw, NC.