The Worm

The woman whispered pleadingly
Do you love me?
Do you think I'm pretty?
The worm inside her head
Tossed and turned, chewed and chewed
Her love is only being loved
Her being only being seen

Here is the vastness of the need
Here is the silence of a seed



Credits
Writer(s): Cecile Mclorin Salvant
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