Blind mouths

Blind mouths spew forth

words which cannot see,

devoid of vision distant;

destined never to be free.

Stammering eyes reveal,

in shuttered, false image,

the world as it is not;

deceptive, mind-spillage.

Crippled thoughts spill,

broken, shattered bones,

refusing to find form;

sounding brittle tones.

Bandaged reason sits,

bloodied and forlorn,

madness takes its place;

chaos then is born.

http://dversepoets.com/2015/04/30/mtb-cathachresis-and-recycling-cliches/#comment-94009

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