Baby Cries

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The grinding of glass


In my head


In my mouth


Thick fingers


from thick limbs


run red


legs like trunks


long and not very


lean


the roots for feet


digging deep


still


itching to run


I can hear


the cries


of it


Limbs like


tiny saplings branches


inside me


Tiny head


on the 


green screen


mewling like a kitten


now


in my head


again


No bed


No grave


No stones with


words


to mark


your passing


Just the sounds


in my head


a name


picked from


a song


hummed into


the sky


where you


might be

Created: Aug 05, 2012

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