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sandra wyllie
Poems
Feb 2022
The Pain
swept me up
as a wave, over my head. I was
a slave. I crashed up against
the rocks. No more comfy
pillow talks.
The pain
swallowed me whole
as a beached whale
rolled onshore
stored in the fat
of a carnivore.
The pain
sliced through me
as a shark, moving stealthily
in the dark. Till I was
floating body parts.
The pain
submerged me
as a submarine
to the bottom-
the abyssal plain
where thereβs no sunlight
only sediment as my terrain.
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sandra wyllie
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