Bound, constrained.
Surrounded by rough ropes crafted by these hands
These hands, that tapped keys in wispy prose
Slammed harsh declarations
Strangled like a noose
Hewn strands of wound steel
Wrapped in silk
Intent on withering on the vine
No bloom
Only brown petals|
And cracked dry leaves
Is it soft inside?
Or cast iron hard?
Torn between hardline and open arms
Are they one and the same?
Could they be?
Solid, but moving, like mercury peanut butter
Flexible, but unmoving
Always in motion, but stuck in your throat.

Target: 1400 words
Written: 315 words, poem: Bobby Loves Jodi

Read: Plot & Structure, James Scott Bell
Comics: Fables 91-92, Cinderella: From Fabletown With Love 2, Jack Of Fables 41
Music: 1969: Velvet Underground Live, Vol. 2, The Velvet Underground

There's a lot to be said about knowing what you want to say, but not knowing how to say it, and that's all I can say about that.