Man’s first and last love…
It gives her her share of might
Remaining oblivious, of the waiting look,
In her son’s eyes.
Her rowdy, slovenly, misbehaving son.
She will not kiss him goodnight.
Forgetting is not a part of her book;
Forgiving - always
Replete with extreme condescension.
She has convinced herself
Completely
Of the magnitude of her sufferings
And the perfection of her love.
The inebriety of her belief
Discreetly
Robbed her of the trust of her darlings
And won their silent reprove.
…is self-love.
March 13th, 2009.
Listen
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If you will meet me at the beginnings of sorrowHalf-way to stubborn
affection- (Fish, as caught, as caught in water) In between the blades of
grass Where l...
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