Saturday, July 21, 2012

Injustice

Like a pebble

Hard and solid

It begins

At the base of my stomach

Below my navel

.

Cannot be confused

With the sweet heat

And warmth of

Tender touches

.

This one, it builds,

Layers of lava

Bubbling out from that pebble

It bubbles and burns

Solidifies

And each new layer burns

And pierces

.

I scream and cry

Impotent in such

A vast sea

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