Wrestling Woman Innards
sitting in the car fighting waves of nausea and
nostalgia. rising pain. everything reminds me of
him. NATHAN, YOU'RE KILLING ME. i was so
fucking naive. was he really different for me
than everyone else? fighting the anger,
wrestling themagic. he was always so beautiful.
he was such an asshole the whole time. CAN I
LIVE OFF OF THIS? im never hungry anymore.
there's a hole in my stomach. it hurts to think
about it. bile rising. acid reflux? whatever the
hell they call it. I SHAKE SOMETIMES. i can
feel my innards tremble. i want to stab out my
ovaries. everything that makes me woman
reminds me of him. I WANT TO CARVE HIM
OUT. old scars on my leg to remind me of him.
deep scars. carve into myself. i'll self inflict new
scars to cover the old. i'll carve him out of me.
- fallen
previous thoughts of the day
Saturday, 11/21/98
Monday, 10/21/98
Tuesday, 10/13/98
Monday, 10/12/98
Sunday, 10/4/98
Friday, 10/2/98
Monday, 9/28/98
Sunday, 9/27/98
Saturday, 9/26/98
Friday, 9/25/98
Thursday, 9/24/98
Monday, 9/21/98
Saturday, 9/19/98
Friday, 9/18/98
Wednesday, 9/16/98
Monday, 9/14/98
Sunday, 9/13/98
Thursday, 9/10/98
Wednesday, 9/9/98
Monday, 9/7/98
Sunday, 9/6/98
Thursday, 9/3/98
Wednesday, 9/2/98
Saturday, 8/30/98
Thursday, 8/28/98
Wednesday, 8/27/98
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