Monday, January 9, 2012

tangled...

Once in a blue moon, I write poetry. In the past, I included it in sculptures or paintings I did. Sometimes, I let it alone and just let it set out there... this is one of those times...


tangled



i used to stand at the top of the stairs
wish to fall
see my body
lying at the bottom
tangled
wish for someone to see
how tangled
i was inside
how beaten
bruised
little
tiny
scarred
but i did not
bruise
i rarely bled
my bones
bent
nothing broken
but me
nothing that showed
how tangled
i was

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