Onomatopoeia by: Alice Parker (Revised)

Onomatopoeia (Revised)
By: Alice Parker

Whisper, whimper, bang.

I’m shot down by the one I loved.

Drip Drip Drip

Go the raindrops

And the teardrops

And the droplets from the faucet-

Wash your face
And embrace the pain.

Crack crunch snap break

The sounds my heart makes.

Thud thud thud

Blood in my ears I hear

Nothing.

There is no blood; it pumps no more

Where is a heart to do its anatomic duty?

Is a heart good for more than feeling?

If I were whole I’d let you know,

But with no heart to feel,

No ears to hear,

No eyes to see your beauty taken from me,

Am I a person?

Incomplete.

Groan creak screech
A new me springs from the wound you left behind.