FAREWELL TO MY SPERM DONOR

I said farewell

to my sperm donor

today.

No! he was not my husband

nor my lover

but he was my beautiful, reliable

personally selected

sperm ATM machine.

it was not love

nor mad passion

but a gentle transaction.

I gave him compliments

and money, lots of money

and he gave me each time

some of that precious 

thing with feathers--

he gave me hope.

Farewell. my almost lover

not your fault, nor mine

that your sperm and my egg

remained strangers

in the labyrinth

of my hungry womb.

Good bye and good luck

today you feel like a husband

after all.