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Ribcages and other things
by S. ElizabethI remember how I was your ribcage;
how I strapped myself to your side,
pretended to be whole again and even
when I sucked you dry you wouldn't
pry me off. 01/03/2005 Author's Note: Fragment.
Posted on 01/03/2005
Copyright © 2025 S. Elizabeth
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Carolyn Coville on 02/05/05 at 05:19 AM wow...this is a unique thought that i really enjoyed reading..i hope you'll continue with this fragment |
| Posted by Paul Marino on 11/18/05 at 11:03 PM fragments are beautiful |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/26/07 at 11:21 AM a metaphor for all ages. |
| Posted by Gregory R Schelske on 05/08/11 at 09:27 AM A clever reminder of my own insecurities and co-dependence on a woman who sucked me dry (emotionally).
Thank you for sharing |
| Posted by Lisbeth Black on 05/09/11 at 01:41 AM this is one of those poems i won't forget |
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