Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Unplanned

A scrape in the distance,
a loss exchanged for win,
unfunny oxymoron of life.

A diminished swell,
a muted sonic boom.
It's only an electron
evicted from a uterus.

On this particular day,
there is no deficit
in agreeing to an x-ray.



*** A writing exercise on abortion ***

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