She’s growing fast now,
Popping seams,
I’ll come undone,
In yards and reams.
She’s breaching the surface,
Clawing her way through,
Cracking the skin,
I’m breaking in two.
She’s pouring out of me,
Can’t stem the flow,
Mind reeling chaos,
Alternate tears and glow.
7.4.06
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