Saturday, March 30, 2013

crawl back

I feel like crawling back into her womb
Where I was wrapped in dark unconsciousness
Where I was only my Maker's

But I only know how to leave my homes
Except my skin and its aging restlessness
Until He calls me back

I'm a hider
I need shelter
I need covering

Wrap me gently
Resurrect me
From my dark
And lonely tomb

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