Filthy Slate Poem by Marijke McKinney

Filthy Slate



Between the walls and my body
The voices are inaudible
There’s nothing left to say
Annihilate the filthy slate

The efforts to squeeze out a thought
Leave the remains wasted to illusions
All the glamour has faded to nonsense
The driveway is left car-less

And there you look at me
As if I stand insignificant
But how I’m tired of this messy life
With the unfinished poems to myself

There’s nothing left in me
Nothing left to say to you
When the dawn breaks quietly
I’ll annihilate the filthy slate

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