poetry. thoughts and more than make-believe.

Saturday, July 09, 2011

i fell asleep
obsessing about the
seering black-skinned spiderbite
behind my left knee






imagining 
morning mangled skin 
toxic fever




but instead
woke up at 530 
recalling 
the dream doctor listening
to my ovaries

right
left
with a stethascope
hearing heartbeats

2 comments:

Pickleope said...

"Morning Mangled Skin" was the worst Sesame Street character they ever tried to introduce.
Kidding aside, I dig your poetry. Well done.

Not Emily said...

ya...the kids didn't like that character too well.
thanks, i appreciate the kind words--:))

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