Gallery of Pain: Panic by Rosey1
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Rosey1
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Every so often
........fingernails eat carpet ........knuckles lock, overstretched ........hands crease the floor. Sense shrinks and spirals ........down a plughole ........nowhere. Hopelessness flourishes. You try to hide, foetal drawing every kick inward all hurt, every limb until you're too small to see. Nails bite fleshy palms. Heart alternates races, slows. It subsides. Cold sweat is now hot tears. Violation again I hate you ........for wanting to touch me ........with soft loving fingers. ........Wanting to repair my self-hurt skin with hands like beams of safety. Tasting of the sun Putting warmth into my veins You are a clumsy walking smile. I feel for you in the dark ........You, generous but cautious ........Is this alright? Yes breathe sigh But later, alone all lovers in warm bedrooms return to a stranger in a locker room when I was ten. Violation again. |
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