The latest poem in my motheringaddicts blog…
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I loved you
with a mother’s heart,
thinking my love could save you,
but I was a fool, slave to your determination,
lost in your control from the start.
Your supremacy has been hacked away,
but you still have the power
to cut me apart.
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Liquid armour
sweats through your skin,
your skillfully smelted weapons rust,
corroded by a war that you could never win.
You sought cheap freedom from pain
but found yourself in chains,
battle-scarred limbs
weakly reaching to steal alms
from scattered compadres and thieves.
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Once the lady of deceit
soared through clean veins
bringing laughter and a peaceful relief,
your inner warnings melting on a sticky spoon,
your synapses giggling in denial of disease.
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Did you feel that moment
when the switch flicked from want to need?
Did it creep up silently, like age sneaked up on me,
Or did it swipe…
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