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Mar 08
poetry
Sawyer Fell

Dwindling Trilogy

     I. Bassinet Mouth

soak her up, wring her out
spill the milk, bassinet mouth
may will come, oh it will go
pop them down, by heavens row

scrape the edge, blend it too
crack her mirror, doll’s dear youth
sun will dawn, oh it will soon be done
when in roam, silence has sung

cry on sheets, screams in film
blaze her creation, motherly kiln
porcelain spreads, oh how she wept
nothing more to fill, nothing hers is left

take the garden, every last part 
a vacant body, visitor heart
she breathes in, oh it is staying in
she breathes in, again and again

     II. Dolls Dear Youth

soak me up, bassinet mouth
i breathe in, wring me out
sun will dawn, silence has sung
i breathe in, oh it will soon be done

porcelain spreads, nothing mine is left
i breathe in, oh how i wept
take my garden, visitor heart
i breathe in, every last part

     III. Vacant Body and Visitor Heart

she breathes in, air strung thin
she breathes in, he cradles my neck
she breathes in, try ‘till it dims
she breathed in, my last breath he kept
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Posted: 03.08.23
About the Author: Sawyer Fell
i have a vision of what i want to do but the picture is too blurry and i can never remember to clean my glasses.
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  1. ruby444
    Mar 08, 2023

    i don’t ask this as an insult, but what is the meaning of this poem? i have my own interpretation after reading it over a few times but i’m curious as to what you intended it to be about

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  1. Sawyer Fell
    Mar 10, 2023

    it’s honestly about a man corrupting and murdering a young girl. after the first part was written i felt that it needed more of a resolution. writing the man (bassinet mouth) and the girl (dolls dear youth) provide their individual perceptions, and the end shows both sides. i hope you still enjoy the poem regardless!

    i have a vision of what i want to do but the picture is too blurry and i can never remember to clean my glasses.

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  1. ruby444
    Mar 10, 2023

    i actually really enjoy your writing because it takes more effort to understand! i ofc love poetry that’s very accessible too but it’s fun to try and decipher what something is about.
    my assumption was that these poems were about SA and unwanted pregnancy, but your explanation makes a lot of sense. thanks :)

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