Monosyllabic
shards of judgment
and injustice
sipped and swallowed
to ebb a life.
- @NoSylviaPlath
Gingerly,
I held my life
From the pit of my stomach
To hold and to nurture
The throbbing pulsating
Grieving mass of horrors
I bore for many lifetimes
Of faults unknown.
- @NoSylviaPlath
She gave him
All her warmth.
He twisted her insides
And pushed her
Into her grave.
