Monday, February 5, 2024

i still reek of afterbirth

When I was born, I was born with
                    Hooves

Still wet from my mother, I walked in under an hour
                    Galloped in two

The womb cut still open, the whole room marvelled
                      They are all now dead

I had a friend - One single friend
                     Parents parted us.

I had another friend - another single friend
                    War parted us.

Girls are butterflies bound to fly away
                     Boys leeches bound to stay.



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