OUTLASTING MOTHS
7/14/2009
Terror
I am not alone. I am
alone. My mother's body
far from me, the moon glows
but you can't reach it.
I am floating in a molecule-less
sky. Nothing to grab onto.
The soul becomes a panicked thing
and forgets who made it.
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