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Bin bag

by Sam Roberts

She carried me in a tight fist
Impaling a fractured face
A Torn, egg shelled face
Ironing out my heart

Bin or bag me, this embryo inside you
Filling up slowly
with plum coloured water,
Drowning in sticky tarmac
Vomiting my freedom

08/10/2003

Posted on 08/10/2003
Copyright © 2024 Sam Roberts

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Angela Stevens on 03/15/14 at 06:39 PM

Love the imagery here!

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