Bend the lightA Poem by Sigrún's musingsIf your eyes could swallow me whole Would your irises taste my rage, Reflect it, black? Would your corneas digest my shame, Spit it out, putrid? Like a bird-mother, would you feed me chewed-up remedies That might calm the questions writhing, Underneath my translucent skin? SS " 07 December 2019 © 2019 Sigrún's musings |
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