but we are made
of stone,
statues with
stoppered mouths,
sightless eyes,
dry marble waiting
for birth: expulsion
in clouds of dust
and light,
hollow bellies full
of silence and
spite

10/20/2007

Author's Note: Written for my creative writing class, this still needs some revision. This is probably a temp title.

Posted on 10/20/2007
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