Love/AshesA Poem by JRShe’s given over to the dust she’s let them hold her arms, let them peel back her layers let them inject what they would… four months of stone grown fat in her belly before she vomited it out for them, behind the bleeps and bings and squeaks of rubber-souled shoes on bulk government linoleum; They tell her to be calm, but she hasn’t ever been calm before so she hasn’t acquired the taste for it she’s given up she’s given over she’s given over to the dust and all she’ll ever love is ashes. © 2022 JR |
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Added on February 3, 2021 Last Updated on April 11, 2022 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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