Prostrate Me Massage – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

closing in,
no escape,
contractions washing over me,
like a pool of sweat,
a sea to breathe,
my self lost,
in this fantasy,
I want release,
for it to go,
but it’s not ready,
it won’t let go,
a rock back and forth,
foetal if i could,
begging for the ending,
begging for release!

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