clasp me in the jar of your maternity
***** it tight
so that when I sing
it echoes into all the chambers of your heart
reign me in like an
expensive decorative fish
in a shark tank
fly me to the door
slip me out of it
then cry for the good work
you have accomplished.
but forever
shove me
enclose me
encase the colors of your
sorrow
into the flowers of your
joy
for a mother’s greatest
bitter taste
feeds us better than the
richest feast
When I am bittering myself
with butterflies
of my own painting
Don’t stop yourself.
pick up a paintbrush.
forever catch me
latch me
grasp me as your jubilant burden
neglect your sticky fear
for it is evermore
as close as the horizon
Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 2:17 AM UTC
clasp me in the jar of your maternity
***** it tight
so that when I sing
it echoes into all the chambers of your heart
reign me in like an
expensive decorative fish
in a shark tank
fly me to the door
slip me out of it
then cry for the good work
you have accomplished.
but forever
shove me
enclose me
encase the colors of your
sorrow
into the flowers of your
joy
for a mother’s greatest
bitter taste
feeds us better than the
richest feast
When I am bittering myself
with butterflies
of my own painting
Don’t stop yourself.
pick up a paintbrush.
forever catch me
latch me
grasp me as your jubilant burden
neglect your sticky fear
for it is evermore
as close as the horizon
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