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Michael McLean
Poems
Jul 2014
Jocasta / Murderess
I had horrible dreams of her last night
of a Mother red haired with soft hands and fine skin that demand
her two boys' respect or the cunning not to be caught in contempt
of her as she doesn't mind burying her head in the sand
if they kiss her before she slips under her dune comforter and sleeps
for a selfish safe-keeping with a smile but is the kind of lady
who pins her lip corners on her cork board cheeks daily like a cast list
while she cooks turkey for all cleaning the wishbones before her plate
to use as window-sill ornaments until her kids come home so they might fly
or at least not to waste the magic on herself but they hide blocks away
in the parking lot shadow of the auto-repair shop's spinning sign
from the Sun and sky
#son
#***
#being
#motherhood
#oedipus
#jocasta
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Michael McLean
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