Parasite
may i take my time?
parasite said, slithering thru
i knew i should've known-
purposely dead-
& all you could see was red?
parasite hungry, needs
to be fed- no wonder
mother made it
(sedated)
in a world she had created
dutifully she made it
good golden glory-
penetrated, hesitated, then,
you mean to tell me,
meditated?
parched parasite, thirsty
pouting- shadows
crowding behind the light
bright enough to
blind
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2010
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