Blades to Laughter

if blades were laughter

each nail a smile

my scissorsmouth

would spit the soil

for words of napalm

none below

for hymenmurmur's

poisonshowif blades were laughter

each knife ten teeth

i'd dye the words i breathe

all blackif blades were laughter

each pile a grin

my starscumwords

would twist and spin

the murmurfather's

silverthroat

that spat the soil

for what i wrote