by Chris Butler
I never asked to be born.
So Pa,
you should have
shot me into
the sheets,
and Ma,
you never should
have received
the seed
of me,
because
afterbirth
was just a mess.
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May 3, 2010 -- JUne 28, 2015
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brutal :)
ReplyDeleteI like the poem.
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