Houston, We Have A Malfunction.A Poem by therisaDarn hot flashes.Sigh. Thoughts In a jumbo Like the church's bazaar. Littering my mind With jagged fragments Of half formed ideas. Rubbing against Impressions from the past Refusing to lie down Silently. Hmm. Maybe That explains Why I am smelling Smoke. And The sudden hot flashes Roasting my body With its heat. Least My silly body Isn't dripping Like a melting icicle On a warm spring day. Guess I should take My small mercies Wherever I can. © 2013 therisaReviews
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Added on April 27, 2013Last Updated on April 27, 2013 AuthortherisaOntario, CanadaAboutA pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..Writing
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