VirginalA Poem by Kaela Craven
Is this the dark-split moment on which to hurt you?
Is this the ugly cluster of seconds To lay you across,
And touch you in ways You never wanted to be touched?
Like a girl, unknowing I am taking away your sweetness.
Like a victim, chastened I am taking away your choice.
And I am bullying you with the unintentional blood Of my indifference.
© 2009 Kaela Craven |
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Added on February 17, 2009 Last Updated on November 21, 2009 AuthorKaela CravenTucson, AZAbout"Incantations, spells, rituals, what are they? They're poems. So what's a poet? He's a Shaman." "She died laughing. She died in ecstasy. She died with her eyes wide open." Well, if I had to do .. more..Writing
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