My esophagus feels hollow
which makes no sense does it
it’s not a cavity but an empty artery
that’s supposed to be empty
so why the hollowness feels so alien
shuddering with my heartache
is a mystery even webMD can’t seem to solve.
SOB with me
Your Sympathies:
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Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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September 20, 2010 at 10:41 am
slpmartin
Your poem made me think of that hollow feeling one has when they’ve lost a loved one…either due to death or just headed off with a new love…that empty feeling that extends for the chest all the way up into the mind…fine capture of those feelings.
September 20, 2010 at 11:30 am
bindo
Classic!
Hollowness IS a way of life!
Peace
September 21, 2010 at 12:07 pm
medicatedlady
Bindo: Hollow IS life.
slpmarting: thanks for picking up on the sentiment.
September 27, 2010 at 10:55 am
jessiecarty
ohhh what an unusual idea and now my esophagus is getting all choked up at its loneliness! maybe it needs food…
October 29, 2010 at 8:00 am
Olivia
Mind blowingly Intense.. Very well composed.. 🙂 xx
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Olivia
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November 1, 2010 at 5:04 pm
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a piece in depth,
vividly done.
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