my breast swells with sour milk
to feed what could have been
stillborn babies curdled in blood
with white roses in their eyes
too heavy a burden to bear
i spill the milk that weighs me down
it comes out in chunks like *****
for the maggots to drink
that cling to my rotted soul
lip splits in memory of your needy teeth
your ghost leaves fingerprints on my neck
like a strand of prayer beads pulled too tight
a dead dog barks and curls around my feet
and starts to decompose