Sunday, February 15, 2009


you wouldn't want to know
he closes my eyes and tells me to hush. 
its not what you want to hear
he opens my eyes and covers my ears.
he tells me to cry, slowly to cure this new coming. 
its not who you are, its who i want you to be. its who you are.
i escape a sudden hand rush down my spine. 
i, to blame for, a sweet distraction. 
crawling on the ground, to clean reach. 
the inner beauty sinks in so deep.
killing you, in despair.
you wouldn't want to stay.
he grabs my waist tight, tight enough to let me go.
a woman on her own, whilst the embryo grows

the female zoo