Poem Hunter
JG (10.31.86 / Attleboro, MA)


i am no longer alive as i was in you.
there i was closer to you;
there i was in you.
i was close to your heart, once:
no more. you have birthed me,
giving me to the cold world.
but i cannot survive: apart from you,
i die. you had thought
to send me from you, alive.
but what you thought was birth
was death.

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Comments (1)

melancholy, sorrowful, very good.