Your Mom

what does it mean to say no
to know that you’re all alone
to hate being watched by others
when they’re just kindly waiting for you?

What does it mean to not care
that your beloved from 1994 has been
dead
for twenty years

to never be satisfied
to ache for more
to feel the burning right below your bikini line
and I can only spread my legs to get out of bed
hovering awkwardly over my pregnancy pillow
carrying a load
much more delightful than the one that sometimes
makes an appearance in my heart

wanting to eat food

eat food

eat food

pray

give love

give love

and give more love

unto the universe

infinity

infinitely

eternally

Your Mom.

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