If you ask me!!

Last night when things got dirty Backbones shrink as a narrow battery Abdomen bend to an asymmetrical clock It's needles went backward  Undoing seconds and redoing remembrance Ticking stopped for bygone minutes Like awaiting uninvited guest for an after party Pause pushed needles to poke a nearby flesh A helpless liquid spat out It resembled blood and fungus Spread all over like a cancerous candy With sweet thorns which eventually hurt And the pain came out of compulsion To bleed and not ain't an option For a lifetime the choicelessness bled Luckily there were no chances No-one chooses to bleed It's always the other way round.

The girl who hated earrings lives in my room No-one knows, just us She roams around my cupboard and scans everything Throws away those cute studs grandmother bought me. She lies in my couch and interrogates "Why does your ear need rings? She had an engagement? At 28th day you were born? What if she likes to be single? Anyone asked for permission? Noway - just default detachment"  She says it's embarrassing Punching ears just to look 'good' Isn't that awkward? As a kid when they punch, it hurts less When you get older, pain doubles Because it's not just about ears! But when I looked her closer Close enough to pickup that unibrow and blackheads I found patches of a dead earring in her lobe When I touched it, blood dripped out. 

Can we live outside the language? Without the burden of word pyramids and carefully built sentence structures with no mispelled nouns or verbs, you or me. Had a dump of grammar mistakes as a kid We dared to scribble errors With the flow of time we grew cowards Do not wanted to be mistaken ever It is easier to live that life Following someone else's path You know what's ahead, safe and quiet People be like, identical walking tombs World be like, cemetery of orderly arranged graves  Just like a poem written in meter. Language is a set of rules followed by set of other rules It backup your thoughts with norms no one asked of Thus you won't make mistakes Because you don't know what is right.