rachael richmond Poems
|1.||I Would Plunge A Knife.....||9/29/2007|
|2.||I Must Eat Of The Apple||11/14/2007|
|4.||And Then There Were Two||7/26/2007|
|9.||It Just Growed And Growed||2/14/2007|
|12.||Forget I Ever Existed||1/8/2007|
Forget I Ever Existed
i'm sitting here looking at it, lying there
like an elongated hedgehog too afraid to move.
i should pick it up and drag it through my dirty, tangled hair
but what does that prove?
i want to stay here, statue-like and solid,
made of concrete, my soft inner parts protected by a shell
or burn away into nothingness, like a soul vaporising in hell.
nothing outside my skin is safe,
the very air around me is tainted and foul,
evil beings lurk in every dusty corner of the room
and wait for the cover of darkness, to prowl.
i want to be not here, not ...