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This poem wants to birth.
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I can feel it kicking inside of me.
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My immaculate conception
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without consent or warning.
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Sometimes I squeeze my skull
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and hope it finds an exit for release.
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Or I get up and walk around,
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attempt distraction or denial
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because I have convinced myself
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mother nature can be fooled.
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This poem wants to birth.
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My child, my parasite, my burden.
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Its limbs poke me while I'm praying
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driving or excreting.
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I can feel my tongue wrestling
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for expression.
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Fingertips pulsating.
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My body shaking with conviction.
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But I will kill it soon
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that I'm sure
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expect no guilt no apology
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because i have no need
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to be taunted why
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i cannot  have children.
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23 Sep 17


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