Charles Malcolm


Swing - Poem by Charles Malcolm

I used to love nothing
more than wrapping chains
around a butterfly.

But you...

I want to stab
grappling hooks
through your wings
and cling
honestly
for once
to that frayed rope
and slide
all the way down
to the bitter end.

Topic(s) of this poem: love


Comments about Swing by Charles Malcolm

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (3/5/2015 12:04:00 AM)


    More than rapping chains. Wonderfully drafted poem shared really. Nicely drafted. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 5, 2015



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