All you knew

was a land of sea

a cocoon

a shell

all you knew

was growing


stretching round

competing with intestines





you took over my body

the day you left

they cut me open

there is a small red mark

where the knife came to free you


there’s no such thing as heaven

no garden of milk and honey

no men with flowing beards


instead—like a rubber band

you surface in the gloaming

swell that last bit of sun

before it snaps into night

10 thoughts on “Dark Matter”

  1. Pain shared is pain lessened. It never goes away, but there is healing. Even in our darkest moments we are not alone. Thank you for sharing of yourself.

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