Friday, October 1, 2010

It is finished (1/10/10)

After the test
she mumbled:
"It is finished!"

My heart fell
and twitched
in the acids below.

Memory brought
the heat and fierceness
that melted the rubber.

Gloomy eyes grew grey
and the day begun
to mock me for what I had done.

In the mirror myself
in the eye
I could not look.

Past pleasures perished
and was born
untold bitterness

that chokes me
like rust in a water pipe.
Now, the unborn

will severely pay
for our sin.
What a fate!

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