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a mother.

a mother.

a mother.

she’s not dead
she’s just emptied
rage appropriate
a velum screaming
endangered
she’s freezing
a torque to resolute
a derision
beating pattern
fussy selection
breathing harder
she’s not red
she’s just lengthy
age inappropriate
unheard in darkness
ending in light
bleeding again
functioning
folding
ever bombastic
bitching
a seething beast
she’s sleeping
fulcrum uneven
unveiling
she’s murdering
a militant inkling
scars impudent
her eyes
dead as night.

(C)2012
Christopher Vaughn

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