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My Mortal Wound

Traitor thoughts return 
  again and again 
  to the blackened pool 
  that has become breeding ground 
  for my memories of you. 

Like fingertips to a deep gash 
  testing for tenderness, 
  waiting for healing, 
  impatiently scratching at scabs and scars.  

Loosing angry blood 
  from freshly clawed skin;
  pricking nettles of pain 
  into my defeated heart. 

Ripe with infection; never to heal 
  you have become 
  ...my mortal wound.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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Date: 3/13/2011 1:30:00 PM
Very expressive and emotive work..Congratulations..Sara
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Date: 3/9/2011 3:11:00 AM
Congratulations on your poetry making through round one of PoetrySoup's contest. The best to you in the finals Kelly. Love Carol
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Date: 2/21/2011 3:37:00 PM
Congrats Kelly on being featured this week on Poetry Soup. Vince
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Date: 2/21/2011 1:39:00 PM
Congratulations on your wonderful poetry being featured this week on PoetrySoup Kelly. Love, Carol
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