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andTilly Dec 2020
the thing you learn, when a child enters your world
is pain, and suffering out of your control
also, laugh and smile for things bigger than yourself
and how you missed, needed that one thing, friend -
wet wipes…

mostly, one of the thousand uncontrollable misfortunes’ birth
the moment when the first spoon of avocado needed to end up on your shirt
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lower abdominal area gurgles and balloons
gastrointestinal tract
     vis a vis flatulence croons
in tandem and/or subsequent expulsion

     eliminates ***** waste
witnessing sprinting to bathroom, this scribe
     (against time) and jet propulsion
     of sphincter muscles'
     spasmodic desperately raced

unpleasant symptom of anxiety/ panic attack
twas a stranger to this rhyme stir,
     who now finds himself barrack
cay did, and held hostage, where thoughts
     about mooning doth not crack

a smile, or baring derriere tubby more exact
me up - matter of fact
no source of laughter, nada one ha intact
     (despite usual presence of chuckles
     from this fan of good humor) high jacked

for what seems a maternity leave
     from all mothers tub be
thus envision, a bevy of pregnant gals
     aching with cramps he

ving (times square of the hippopotamus)
     with ****** fully dilated key
ping alert, when mother nature ready
     to pull up all stops (via umbilical cord)

     to deliver nee,
sans bundle of joy, followed
     in quick succession with after birth re:
placental sack, hence said effort to expel newborn

     the closest scenario experience ill suited to dance
afflicting this anxiety prone lovely bones, an all expanse
paid (seat of the pants) accursed bane of proletariat grants
no truce to attend finds me pampered asper this rants!
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
Still cold water
Clear dark skies
I'm your daughter
with sorrow filled eyes

Vanish into the void of they heaven
for thou wert never, nor shalt thou ever be
yes the acme of human perfection
into the eyes of delusion you will see

we know not
we shall know
what was lost
and gain control

the dark lord wipes those tears from her eyes
we have seen pride glorified as days go by
Demons live inside me from wickedness done
...........................................

Till cold water
Clear dark skies
I'm your daughter
with sorrow filled mind

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