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fathomless
Junior Member

since 2003-01-30

Posts 11
SC, USA

0 posted 2003-01-31 02:41 PM

To spasms beat
                      The liquid abyss at arms reach
                      Convulsed by muscles borne of my
                      emergence from the amniotic sea
                      Cast out through exhausted grunts relief
                      I strain to rise, fly,
                      with nonexistent wings
                      Bleating, howling
                      teaching lungs to breath
                      But anchored still by the womans leash
                      Wrapped around the slender flesh
                      of fragile soul and fragile neck
                      Yank the chain so long ago cut from me
                      but here I am at your beck and call
                      The product of your womb
                      You might as well have stabbed my heart
                      in your cowardice retreat.
                      As sure as you would turn your back
                      on flesh torn from flesh
                      and bone mended from bone
                      You are not my mother
                      You killed the child you bore
                      What remains is my defiance
                      seared scowl
                      Now you are the object of scorn
                      Woman of shame
                      conjurer of hatred
                      Your being is my pain
                      life without you is a life untethered
                      Without you there is no life for me
                      So forever I remain chained
                      never severing the bond that makes us
                      and still you give up because you
                      have no understanding of what it's like
                      to live a life hearing "I'm doing this because I love you."
                      excuses to comfort yourself
                      for the things you've done to torment me

I saw an angel in the marble and carved until i set it free
Michaelangelo

Brad Majors

Member Elite

since 2001-04-03

Posts 2647
Georgia

1 posted 2003-01-31 02:53 PM

This piece is raw cutting to the very core!

lorenlynn
Member

since 2003-01-27

Posts 203
California Beaches

2 posted 2003-02-09 09:48 PM

Interesting!

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