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Poetry: Body Talk

a hundred full moons
danced
since chaos burned my
curvy landscape to dust

ashes swirl within cobwebbed
cells
trapping festering gray memories
inside oily rancid darkness

sandbagged alone I await
loves
electric sharp thundering to
storm my hollow heart

awake

29 thoughts on “Poetry: Body Talk”

  12. This is a beautiful and heartfelt poem, Bridgette. I ‘felt’ every word of it. I particularly liked the lines, ‘ashes swirl within cobwebbed cells,
    trapping festering gray memories inside oily rancid darkness.’ You are a talented writer, Bridgette. Take good care of yourself – you are worth it. X 💕

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