Crater in my Belly

I wonder why I Ache,

As if my World hasn’t forcibly been Cracked right through it’s Centre,

As if the Baby hasn’t been snatched from the Womb,

As if my Life hasn’t been robbed from Me,

But is it a Robbing, if i didn’t have it in the first place?

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Decapitation

DECAPITATION love has decapitated me over and overand rebuilt me,to be the Sun that glows,more brightly than any other Star,

Mad Woman

and god knows how the pink parts of me, the parts that make up my skin. The epithelial layer of

the Whales came.

In everytime Lifetime,you will Find meyou said to me, the last time, so I will wait,whilst I turn myself into