SORROW IS MY LOVER
HE HOLDS ME WHEN I SLEEP
CRADLED IN TEARS.
HE COILS AROUND MY SPIRIT
PRESSING DEEPER INTO ME
THE WEIGHT OF GRIEF WE SHAIR.
HOPELESSNESS IS MY COMPANION
RISING WITH ME WHEN I WAKE.
HIS ARE MY FIRST THOUGHTS IN THE MORNING
AND HAUNT ME THROUGH OUT THE DAY.
FOREVER GOING THROUGH LIFE'S MOTIONS
HE IS THE PARTNER WITH WHOM I PLAY.
THE SPIRIT OF DEATH IS UPON ME
HE HAS SEASONED ME WITH DIS PARE.
HIS FIREIE TONGS ALREADY LEAP WITH EXCITEMENT
IN A HUNGER THAT CAN NEVER BE SATISFIED.
ARE READY TO CONSUME MY FLESH
AND FILL A SUICIDES GRAVE WITH THEIR EXCREMENT.
ELIZABETH BEALE -STEPHENS SUNDAY 16 MAY 1993.
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| TWO CERAMIC VASES. DESIGN FOR LINO PRINT. ART WORK BY RAYE'S ANGELS . |
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