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death cord

here is the hole
that leads to hell --

you stretch
your fingers
through my skin,
pull my courage
into a tiny ball
and bury it
somewhere
along my hipbones.







tides stutter,
fumble on regularity -










there are shadows
creeping in on a womb,
bruised & cradling
the memory
of emptyness.

it will come soon - -
with the sounds of
silence, pierced with
diamonds;
reaching through sections
of bone and loose flesh - - -




what will we tell mother now?









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no, i'm not pregnant.

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  • Walking Oxymoron gold member
    December 28, 2008

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    I didn't think pregnant actually...
    My first thought was bulimia... how far off the mark I am, I do not know.

    However I thought this was a great write- full of some kind of apathetic anger...
    Or something.

    Thanks for sharing!


  • brandy.
    December 15, 2008

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    it will come soon - -
    with the sounds of
    silence, pierced with
    diamonds;
    reaching through sections
    of bone and loose flesh - - -



    i love those lines...

  • Rowan gold member
    December 15, 2008
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    sounds omnious... I'll be back.