Derek Fitzpatrick

Rookie (August 6th 1992)

Muzzle - Poem by Derek Fitzpatrick

If my soul made a noise..
It'd scream for release, depart..

Yet, sound like a Muzzle.
Porcelain hearts, broken apart
In your soul..
Shattering unfinished puzzles.


Do you believe..
In the afterlife?
Does death make you afraid..
Of yourself?

Breath..life..
What have you felt?
Satisfied?
The oracle lied.

Fade..black & white.
Let them melt,

Create grey,
Time's fabric shall twist & fray
Even if your hourglass
Contains hardened clay.


Comments about Muzzle by Derek Fitzpatrick

  • (8/20/2012 1:38:00 PM)


    Totally up my path man. Like the twisted imagery and word fragments. Good untrite write! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 9, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 9, 2012


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