Mina Harker

Labels - Poem by Mina Harker

My labels have a voice
They have a name, they have a place within my chest
They have a throbbing beat, a heat, an intensity
Each of them burns behind my ribcage

Perhaps they are the caged bird that sings
But if only I could make the world understand this:
I had a dream that I was a ragdoll and that
My friends unpicked every label sewn into me
And there was nothing underneath.

It wasn't true.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 2, 2012

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