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Poems By Cynthia Ruth Lewis
LIKE THE FLOWING OF BLOOD

I wake to numbness;
all feeling gone, sensation missing,
only a feeling of loss
like your empty side of the bed--
the sheets cold, no longer crackling
with your static electricity,
the energy that kept it all going,
simply cold, vacant and wrinkled;
an old, forgotten woman left behind,
stranded
trying too hard to remember,
patiently rubbing her arms and legs
waiting
for it all to
return
 

Cynthia Ruth Lewis is 41, hails from Chicago, and has been writing on and off for the past 20 years, only in the past few having seriously submitted her work to various online and print 'zines. Her poems have appeared in Underground Voices, Cerebral Catalyst, Remark, Nerve Cowboy, Red Fez, and many more.

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