Hollowed Out

by Aaron Blair

I've felt you scraping
inside me like a miner
with a fever for gold,
but I don't know what
you thought you'd find.
I only know the hollow
you left in your wake.
I'm like a womb without
a baby, I don't know
what to do but bleed.


Posted on 12/03/2004
Copyright © 2024 Aaron Blair

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristine Briese on 12/03/04 at 05:57 AM

Leaves me breathless and chilled. A disturbing piece.

Posted by Tony Whitaker on 01/15/12 at 09:53 AM

I have got to open your library and read your stuff. This is brilliant Aaron!

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