Beast!
You glom at the ****
of nurture, of support and success
and claim it had nothing to do
with becoming man.
Bring yourself to legs.
Teach yourself to walk.
Blame the mother for shedding
scales and limbs
not for muscles and sinew and warmth.
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 2:22 PM UTC
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