Disembalmed - Poem by Laura Milner
Picked myself up from the concrete floor,
Skin grazed and raw, Knees weak
Shadowed surroundings echoed whispers of confusion.
Amongst the pines that pricked my careless hands
I stumbled head first into arms
Unforeseen and warm.
Shackled ankles came loose.
Rose up from a grave shallow and cold
you taught me to spit words that came tangled in thought.
Skeletons entwined without conflict.
My body became a vessel for
Seeped through every pore,
soaking my dress.
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