Centers

Centers

A Poem by Natasha Montgomery

Quick!
Cover up that hole I just dug! 
I can see the bones, and the bodies; some decayed, others fresh, while you ignore them.

Hide! 
Let's pretend it doesn't exist! 
Shallow existences and shallow graves. 

I want to dig.
I want to dig all of the way down.
To the center, dark and warm. 
A life so deep, I become lost in it. 

© 2017 Natasha Montgomery


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Added on October 19, 2017
Last Updated on November 8, 2017