Untitled #8

Untitled #8

A Poem by hannahjchin

A feeling of lofty remoteness
free fall upwards.

Someone ties a weight to 
your soul.
It bears the taste of cast-iron
in your mouth
hurts to chew
you bleed to swallow
trying to remain in that lofty
place of yours

© 2011 hannahjchin


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A Poem by hannahjchin