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Nov 2018
I said No.
But you didn't care as you shaved me
First with a blade of stone, then bronze.
Then covered my scars with scabs of concrete and gravel.
I felt sick all over - vomited floods and sneezed rain and spat lava in the face of my
captor.
Still you strip away even more.
Still you blow smoke into my face.
Still you shame me by pouring waste over my head,
And let it run in every crevice and sphincter you can find.
I am chained down by wires. Iā€™m shocked. Hands shake. Legs tremble.
Violated and defiled.  
I have given you all I can, ingrate.
Your friend Freud says you frisk me because you like me.
He smiles slyly because he says Mankind is Oedipus
And that's why I am called
Mother Earth.
Written by
Gabriel Sim
182
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