As a mother
you really sucked
You just wanted
To get fucked
By strangers
From the internet
Where you were sexual
When we met
And now are
sexual again
With far too many
random men.
It worked so well
for you before!
What made you go back
there for more?
Rather than be
good and clean
and learn to use the
washing machine
And tuck the children
up in bed
With ruffled hair
and kiss to head
And love them
as they daily grow.
(The mother thing
You'll never know)
The love that passed
through them from me
was something you
could never see
Better then
to rent the room
With men arranged
to seal your doom
Your empty need
Their tainting seed
Your empty womb
Your living tomb
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Author:
Jabberwocky (
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Comments4
Sorry that was your experience. I know - it's usually 'nice' loving, etc poems for mothers, with many of us blessed to have them (or have had them).
Yeah well, she did that, she is that, she'll be sorry, it'll be too late. She's in the "forever after" she made.
That's pretty much the story.
Thanks for your comment.
Wow, heavy stuff gently expressed.
Great write
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