After I Fall Read Count : 91

Category : Poems

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My soul falls from my bones,
I strip my mind of my thoughts.
My ribs become spears, arrows, knife points.
Dry land will be my bed for my entire mouth.

Can you catch me after I fall?
  I'm not the only one waiting buried but safe.
The skin burns the raindrops;  it cools the wind.
I ask you once more:
"How can you catch me after I fall?"


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