Wrecking Ball- Christine Ray


I watched from outside myself

as I took the wrecking ball

with hands that were my hands

and not my hands

swung it high above my head

demolished what I held dear

I was surprised that the hands

that were mine but weren’t mine

held such strength

most days things slide

through them as though they are boneless

I looked at the rubble remaining

remembering how deeply self-hatred

can run

and how much collateral damage

is left in its wake


© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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