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your insides i know truely
for i have seen them.
with undeveloped eyes and ears
i have experienced them.
you've pumped my blood
held my heart, lungs
and hands.
taught me
the name and meaning, the guts
of the word mother.

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someday could be today...





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The following comments are for "untiltled"
by ruina

untiltled

has a powerful physical presence, this poem, makes an impact. flesh and blood, sweat and blood, blood and guts... vital, raw, alive and human, an antidote to so much sentimental dribble spouted on the subject of motherhood. startling and real... and actually- to my mind at least- genuinely touching... and in so few words. Fantastic poem, great stuff.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: February 1, 2007 )





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