Family Framework Poem by Jacob Underwood

Stretching the picture frame to fit it all
As roses dance on the wallpaper sky above
An endless pit to fall in lined with maple spades
Hiding lice that bite at my brow and tear at my lips

Warping As the frame starts to chip and fall
My pale eyes well up with tea bags of foxglove
Loud Tar leaking the edges promising tear soaked blades
As I sit and wither as the framing takes out strips

Bitterly Fitting in all that can crawl
The lice like needles in my skin like a glove
No sleep as the regrets are to be later shades
With vengeance reborn a toddler dawdling as he skips

I just look out at the family wall
Knowing what I've ruined no longer the best-of
Leaving what I had in the teeth of tornades
As I fall back into the frame with my crumbling hips

Now only a bedlam with a sheep's call
My bones broken in like a car ridden dove
I can't be save even with no amount of jades
Voice strumming on peoples ears as painful final blips