she held a dead bird above her hand,
encouraged its flight into circles of sickness
and hope
mired in the gravity settled between her smile
and an absent cunt
neither ever known beyond a fevered dream,
lost in the middle as I was
Author notes
Special Note: This does NOT involve any AP peoples - please don't assume I'm attacking anyone here. I am not. People have made that error before and I'd rather avoid it again. Thankyou. 
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A contest entry
- Poetic But Raw by Dalaney.
1100 points, ended April 19, 10 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think (Critical Honesty Appreciated)
Comments
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Funny -
I hadn't read this until I read your journal; I tend to miss a lot over the weekend as I spend very little time on allpoetry.
It is good you are writing these things out, and as usual you do it with great metaphorical skill.
I can't pretend to know the level of trauma you experienced, any experience I have is on a much smaller, less terrifying scale.
I do hope the writing is helping.
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congrats on the trophy I have to say, people would only assume this poem was about them, if they thought you were describing them, which makes one wonder what that person think of themselves if they thought this poem was about them. This is going to be really off topic, but that last line in the poem seemed almost like Yoda talk from star wars, you just need to put "Lost in the middle was I". Thats where my thoughts went when I read this, I know, this comment is useless. lol
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your writing is insanely good - enough to drive me crazy
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thank you so much for entering. comments coming after judging
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