NOTHING BODES WELL by Thanh-Tam Nguyen (15, Vietnam)

Creaked the door, humming it made a sound
contemptuous it roared 
as the flip floats thundered on the cob-web streaked stairs
Oh here comes the nightmare!

Bivouacking in the disdain-filled room that you split with your ma,
Your limbs woven
unable to detach

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Your ligaments stoned-swelled
Bludgeoned your bodies with blazing splinters of smoldering fire 
Brambles laid upon your wrists, sharpen-knife
in full swing to drift out the lassitude gauzed under the tottered palpitation of the veins
thoughts of implausibility peaked in mind
flaring high above the sky.
like candle-wasp
It ricocheted onto your face, juggernaut drops pierced out.
setting yours ablaze with its gasoline-liked texture.
in a forlorn attempt
to redeem your fatigued faculties
you let the spear-tier surface
Sedately collide the ivoriness-hued
spewing out into wane strands of water
fleshing out crimson-stained rivulet 
porous the landscape became 
soiled it turned, fuming with mud 
Panic-struck
Hair-trigger sensed
Clenching the fingernails onto your palms
peeling the orangish skin of the clementine.