THROWAWAY LINES

Here are my lines,
My throwaway lines.
Read them, eat them,
Chew them up
And spit out the ones that taste
Bitter on your tongue,

Enjoy them,
Hate them,
Laugh at and with them,
Ignore them,
Cut them and sterilise them,

Blacklist them,
Torture them,
Skin them and dissect them,

Hurt them,
Need them,
Screw them up and love them,

Beat them,
Use them,
Rape them,
Feed them and kill them.

These are only throwaway lines.

They do not live,
Breathe,
Fear
And
Die.

Throw them away,
But don't throw us away.

We are not your lines.

Copyright 'Chelle Hine 1994