Learn by heart
Commit it to memory
The heart is a bleeding vortex of tubes
Blood spins like a whirlpool
And you say, learn it by heart
So where should I put these stories?
In my gut, mind and bones?
But they are forever changing and shifting
I am a changeling child
And I live by the witch’s hex
And nature is forever shifting
So where do I put it all
All these pictures, words and numbers
You use to change the world to your perfection
And what about my feelings? Is there room for them?
In my feet, knees or throat? Until I bend and choke?
Or crawling up my spine to wait for the right moment to strike like a cobra.
Storing your curses, unkind words, demoralising stories until the day I have collected so much ammunition that I will blast you back to the hell you threatened me with.
Yes, I will hang on your every word
And watch with hungry wolf eyes
And wait with keen pointed ears
For the day you will fall
And fall you shall
All giants fall. And you shall fall and burn in the hell you created.