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Tuesday, May 25, 2010

I can't keep it in any longer...

Incomplete
by stu pidasso
25May2010

Its as if I have
a phantom limb.
It haunts me.

I can feel it,
but I can't see it.

I get tingles
as if fingers are
traipsing
back and forth.

I can smell
the sweet aroma
of the flesh.
So close I can
almost taste
the perspiration.

I can hear
the scritchity
scratch
of fingernails
across skin
far to dry.

If I were to be
pinched,
would I feel
it?

If I slept
too long
in the sun
would it burn?

I feel as I have
lost a limb,
but it was my
family,
and I just don't feel
like me anymore.

2 comments:

angie said...

I am so very sorry for the sadness this brings you. Hugs.

Stu Pidasso said...

if I am deleting your comments, it is becasue I can't read them or who you are. SHoot me a note at my email address and let me know I am messing up. I'll gladly stop and see your site. Thanks.

ps Angie, good to see you around. I'll stop by soon! GB