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.
11/30/2004
Posted on 12/03/2004Copyright © 2024 Aaron Blair
Leaves me breathless and chilled. A disturbing piece.
I have got to open your library and read your stuff. This is brilliant Aaron!
