Frayed Sutures

by Richard de Nooy on April 12th, 2010

I have sliced and chewed but I cannot detach
Myself from the cord that binds
Me to our ruptured womb
The bleeding placenta
That fed us all
Torn mother
Broken
Tired
Soft
And
So
I
Am
The
Lost
Voice
Howling
Sharp words
Like rusty needles
To stitch deep wounds
With frayed sutures that split
And never seem to mend or heal
Leaving only scars to show how I have tried.

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