Friday, August 12, 2011

LAST NIGHT

Last night, I missed my mother's womb
I went to bed sad,
alone I curled up like a fetus
and cried
It wasn't cold
but I shivered to my last bone
because of a pain in my heart
A pain with an idiopathic origin
but everything that crawled this earth
seemed to sparkle it off

Last night, I missed my mother's womb
its warmth and protection from the world
that hurts me so.

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