Morning routine

Morning routine

A Poem by Ina Waltz

I brushed my teeth with blood and paint

spat on you like you were a canvas

you forced your fingers in my rainbow mouth

pulled out my tongue to hold me hostage

but I splattered a story with a single cough

convincing you I can not love

© 2013 Ina Waltz


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Added on February 19, 2013
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Ina Waltz
Ina Waltz

Zagreb, -- Please Select --, Croatia



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I write poetry and short stories. I also draw and paint abstract images that my mind creates in order to understand the world and myself. I cannot live without creative outlet; when I don't write/pain.. more..