every so oftenA Poem by MiriamMBevery so often I bite off more than I can chew, I prefer something hard, serrated, metal, rusted, and I savor the way it splits the skin open on it's way down to my stomach, occasionally, I touch the scars on my neck as if to say; “look, I’m not stagnant, I've taken my share of risks” © 2013 MiriamMB |
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