trespassers

creepy feelings crawl / through my left arm and ribcage / raging every night
inciting that burn / to travel a path across / my torso and limbs
urging each other / vying for my attention / wretched trespassers
 
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© 2004–2012 Donna Peach. All rights reserved.

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One response to “trespassers

  1. BreastCancerSisterhood

    As if you don’t know already know “they’re” there… How do you center yourself, and breathe in a moment of freedom? Don’t forget Donna.

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