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Sauce*Box Fall 1998
My emotions
whirling about
like this tornado
You
the center of the storm
as
Frustration
driving fear
an unpalatable lump
of ice and vast blackness
in the center of my being
and unencouraged
Sadness
wells inexplicably
from some bitter spring
deep within
seasoning all I am.
This pregnant longing
numbing want
needing to be
delivered in the flesh.
entwined with
Pain
unraveling
from the place of abandon
as I am forgotten
left
unwanted
an orphan
at the closing door.
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