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Wednesday
Poems
May 2015
Stalagmite
I have this creeping ache on the edges of my bones
like the way crystal forms,
slowly.
Like the way prehistoric bugs that live in caves die every day.
I think I forgot to close my eyes and woke up blind.
I live my days hoping to grow inwards until my bones
start the delicate tearing of my skin and
water fills my lungs.
I have longed for this to happen ever since i was 7 and
I heard drowning was the closest you can get to
euphoria.
#love
#poetry
#depression
#pain
#drowning
#stalagmite
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Roanoke, Virginia
(Roanoke, Virginia)
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