Pink Ribbon Baby
You could have settled anywhere
But you chose to nurse at my breast
The left one
Near my heart
Bastard
Created by co-mingling
Not from co-mmitment
Nestled inside me
Cells of my cells
Flesh of my flesh
Forcing feedings
Round the clock
Growing
Growing
Growing
No one dares stroke the womb
The warm womb that feeds you
As your mother, I should warn you
My body knows how to miscarry
Perhaps - even you -
My bastard clump of splitting cells
Nursing at my breast
The left one
Closest to my heart
by Carla A. Jones
Reverendsister's Ink 2010
You could have settled anywhere
But you chose to nurse at my breast
The left one
Near my heart
Bastard
Created by co-mingling
Not from co-mmitment
Nestled inside me
Cells of my cells
Flesh of my flesh
Forcing feedings
Round the clock
Growing
Growing
Growing
No one dares stroke the womb
The warm womb that feeds you
As your mother, I should warn you
My body knows how to miscarry
Perhaps - even you -
My bastard clump of splitting cells
Nursing at my breast
The left one
Closest to my heart
by Carla A. Jones
Reverendsister's Ink 2010
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