Fred Fred
Pooped the bed
Told his mother he'd lain an egg
When his mother went to look
She put her finger in the ****!

In this world we come in naked
Social stigma tells you how to be
Just be in your skin
Others can look away if feeling of offence commence
Be beautiful, male or female
Be human. Feel human
Skin to skin
Feel
Realise
Touch
Think

Need it. Must must
Incredible ******
Experiment and manic
Sleep disturbed, laying on my front
Exhausted now but satisfied for a while
Then do it, do it, do it
Mania awake
Need. Want. Desire
Now nothing
All or nothing
Just nothing........

Twisted contortions of reality
Mainly made of me
Freaky geeky. Unreal
Madness prevails inside
Outside puffy eyes

Days later feeling pretty
Singing ditties and dancing until blackness comes again
Waking to a 50/50 chance of reality and skeletons

Inside I am somnambulist, busy never still
Shut it, stop it.
Sleep deep. Keep me safe.
A place to be.. Just be.
Round at times, no sharp edges.
Softness, spotless
Inside I am somnambulist.
Sleeping not, unravelled ball.
Messy in there. Don't look.
Take me. Comatose. Out of kilter

You and I have been entwined by ethereal bonds.
No greater love than a mother and child.
My bump grew,  so did the anticipation of meeting you.

I ticked bump, and you moved..
We even went swimming in the bath, you loved it.

Yellow and a voice tiny and new. Like a mouse you were quiet,
oh how that's changed!

You have always made yourself heard, and I like it

We have shared so much through the bad times but we got through it.

I will always be your mumma
I will always be there
I will always be with you