Joelle Johnson


Leech - Poem by Joelle Johnson

The world is ending all around
I'm awaiting your call, not letting go.
This anarchist love is taking me over,
With the depriver left in my hands.
How does it feel to be alive?
I'm letting it linger this time,
Words hang by their threads.
Children shaking, safe in their beds
Unknown to those who seek harm,
Yet fearing what they see;
Watch over me.
I scream to feel the strain.
Skinning our knees as we fall;
A savior to none is a savior to all.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 24, 2010



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