Hole

by cookie_cutter*   Apr 26, 2006


When all else fails
(Outside it starts raining)
When my mind ails
Being alive is straining.
Somewhere dark
Deep and alone
A match spark
Searing flesh, a satisfied groan.
Plasters and gauze
Why'd it heal so bad?
"What was the cause?"
Doctor? Cooking for dad.
So where'd it start
It was invented
someone was crying
alone and tormented
so they needed out
couldn't do it talking
at home love was during drought
now they are dead but walking.

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