May 13 Poem - Blot

blot violent blot
covered my don’t’s
and sucked my
tears back inside
tar stains my
heels, grags my
“No” and “Don’t”
down, now only
sludge remains
alone and reminds
me of the
“Don’t live” refrain
Don’t cry
Don’t indulge in
emotion orgies

don’t blots
memories
leaves life
unexpressed
don’t
blot
don’t’s

See more progress on: write a (sloppy, half-formed if need be) poem every day (or so) during May 2010