Pinches of Salt

[billy]

Not everything has weight, they say.

Sounds fly through the air, carelessly spat out.

Venom splatters around the room. Bombs explode, embedding pollysyllabic shrapnel into ears, minds, and hearts.

Their trajectory is not considered, the force with which they are propelled not calibrated.

So whoever deploys them owes no apology to whomever they hit, for there was no thought, and therefore, no intent.

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My first official post in this section. Just threw this together, so it's practically just a skeleton. I know it can be better; I just can't put my finger on how.

for me it needs a bit more depth. s it is it feels a little two dimensional WK
I'd also use enjambment to make it feel less prose.
IE;

Sounds fly through the air carelessly
spat out.

Venom splatters
around the room Bombs explode
embedding polysyllabic shrapnel (3 L's in pollysyllabic)
into ears, minds, and hearts.

you have good use of vocabulary and good grammar.

the latter isn't so important per say though if used, should be used correctly (my use is atrocious)

the title suites the poem
and the poem carries an easily read message.

not a lot to change as far as i can see.
an odd cliche with bomb exploding but that's not too bad

if i had one piece of advice it would be to give it some depth
show us don't tell us.

thanks for the read of what could be a really good poem