My stomach turns,
hurting,
aching,
twisting in vicious nots
a stabbing
piercing
pain
ripping threw my gut
like th midnight tide,
like the waves breaking,
on the night white beaches,
quick and sharp,
but then it draws out
like the water,
being drawn back
back to the midnight waters

I lay curled up
Curled up in the long
the long comforting grassses
Just ahead of the sand and that midnight water,
My arms
tucked in and cradled around my stomach
holding it
My long legs
curled up
forehead almost touching my knees
chin tucked in
as i hold my aching stomach
the terrifying agony
coming
and dragging
with the waves
The dark waves
that i hear
just beyhond the snow white sand
dragging my agony on the grains of sand

                                                                         jackie walker 6.18.09