“Fix Me…” | sometimesihatemycat

“Fix Me…”

And then the leeches brought anemia
Not peace at all but neutropenia
Followed by leadened-limbed ischemia
Wild yearning turned into uremia

-a.r.

Art Doll: Anemia by Amy A. Crawley

~ by April on September 18, 2015.

Posted in Body, God, Humanity, Identity, Meditation, Poetry
Tags: Animal, Cioran, Desire, healing, Health, Human, Maddness, Mineral Serenity, Peace, Poison, Stoic, Stoicism, Super Human, Traquility, Uber Man

3 Responses to ““Fix Me…””

Sexy AND clever

Romantic Dominant said this on September 18, 2015 at 5:41 pm | Reply
- Thank you, not a bad combination to be accused of. Certainly not always able to live up to it, but once in awhile is not bad.
  
  April said this on September 21, 2015 at 11:25 am | Reply
  - Modest girl
    
    Romantic Dominant said this on September 21, 2015 at 1:00 pm | Reply

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