Tonight's Poet Corner: Oh, Where?
Oh, Where?
by Belinda Roddie
Oh, where is the man
who left me for dead
at the foot of his bed
and drank blood from
my hand? Oh, where
is the man who left
marks on my skin?
Let me bury my sin
in a hole in the sand.
Then I'll hollow it out
so I can bury this man.
by Belinda Roddie
Oh, where is the man
who left me for dead
at the foot of his bed
and drank blood from
my hand? Oh, where
is the man who left
marks on my skin?
Let me bury my sin
in a hole in the sand.
Then I'll hollow it out
so I can bury this man.
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