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January 31, 2005
Her Green Africa
It has taken her a while
To forget the scent
That soured her mouth,
And the tinge of pain
That elbowed her,
As she broke in half
Vomiting on the floor,
With her eyes bulging
Her throat in spasm
And the burning
The friction
Of him penetrating
Her in a jab
As the sleeping flesh
Was torn, swollen, in shock
She closed her eyes
And left her body,
Waking outside
Her green Africa
With her note books
In her hands
She pushed her hair aside
Walking to the bush
Allowing time to pass
Posted by Idinraha at January 31, 2005 04:29 PM