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July 7, 2010 / Michelle Ferris

Bruised Moons

Nerves frayed.

Bloodshot eyes,

brined.

Fitful prayers

embed half-circles.

Moons buried in my flesh.

The dark side of the moon,

doubled

beneath blurred vision.

I carry my weight in nightshade bags

that squeeze tears out of bruises,

wring hope out of stone.

© 2010 Michelle Ferris

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  1. siubhan / Jul 7 2010 2:29 pm

    love your imagery, especially the last several lines. very nice.

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