Wanton Sickness

By nuclearentrails

I cry for you like a colicky baby
Out of some wanton sickness
Because I am a woman that has barely
Learned to care for herself after
These many hard earned years, too long now
and I long for your touch after but an hour
I love you and desperately and am
Inescapably needy, ready to open and
Compassionately care
I cry for you
My organs seeping eggs and semen
and weeping, I am a feminine mess.

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© 2008 nuclearentrails
Published on Thursday, October 2, 2008.     Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"
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  • Dilated View On Tuesday, December 29, 2009, Dilated View (583)By person wrote:

    Raw emotion and truth just kind of grabs you and sucks you in. I can appreciate that you were able to form into words what might seem like a internal cartoon cat fight. Nicely done.

  • disposable On Friday, October 3, 2008, disposable (105)By person wrote:

    like holding a mirror on the first part, then made me feel glad it really wasnt me. beautiful, raw, vulnerable and appreciated :0)

  • A former member wrote: gawds. .. amen. .. .. need as disease nearly; psychotropic and pseudo.fixated.......

  • RubyXero On Thursday, October 2, 2008, RubyXero (484)By person wrote:

    wow...incredibly visual ending. "My organs seeping eggs and semen ..." especially that line. loved it. :)

  • Alanarchy On Thursday, October 2, 2008, Alanarchy (1200)By person wrote:

    Makes you feel like you've got an itch while you're reading. Desperate, and compulsive. Dig it. Last lines are incredibly powerful. Write the hell on.

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