Nine Thirty-Seven PMA Poem by MarySleeping soundly, soundlessly next to me Fingers interlocked Legs intertwined Breath steady Making the rhythm that I dream to The rhythm of your body Heart pumping Blood through Arteries and veins Pumping reason into this boring Belittling existence That I would suffer through If not for you Sleeping soundly, soundlessly Next to me © 2008 Mary |
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MarySt.Petersburg, FLAboutMuch of my poetry is about addiction. It played a huge, if not the only, role for many years of my life. I'm now a recovering addict, clean for over a year. I'm also recovering from self-mutilation, w.. more..Writing
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