No earthquake now, no tremor even or slow undulation, but still.... I wish that there was SOME movement, besides this coldfrozen. Siesmic measured flatline patient.. waiting for her bedsheets to ripple, broken fingers broken hymen broken shoreline blatant breath and nill.
02/27/2003
Posted on 02/27/2003Copyright © 2026 Vikki Owens
Disturbing imagery that really brings a strong emotional attachment to this poem. Very well structured and worded.
