Roadkill Poetry
Thursday, June 05, 2003
An emotional black hole,
devourer of all feelings
unable to give back anything real
longing to be touched,
awakened inside, to feel
the renewal of love returned to
a lover, a child, a mother
©2003 These works are copyrighted by the author and all rights are reserved. Theft will be punished by having your nipples rubbed with a cheese grater. Unless of course you like that sort of thing, in which case you'll be made to listen to telemarketers and televangelists until you give them all your money.
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