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On My Belly

by Allison Grayhurst

Speak to me as you would to
one of your prophets. Speak to me
before I dry out, before I corrupt the very
light I swore to keep. Help me
out of this fire that turns
like a heap of twisted cut wire
inside. Help me inside
not to be so broken, to be better
than my circumstantial mess, and
speak to me for a long time
until I know for sure that
you care.

Copyright © 2011 by Allison Grayhurst

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