anxious wanting to be born
you will exact screaming pain
on the dark nourishing walls of
free delight, a loose balloon
of spending new innocence and
gathering admiration, rancor
tamp you down, like a rodeo
now they let you have your own
screams until you think or die.
Missy, 13th Birthday
The Flunky (Limerick)
3 days ago
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