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It took me awhile
to get over the shock
of losing myself so completely
to that screaming banshee need
that sucked all the sleep from the night
Too tired to fight
for the pieces left intact
and glued back
in strange odd-fashioned
configurations
of invisible
So I let myself go
to the heart of the matter
suckling in the crook of my arm
with his sweet baby needs
so destructive and raw ...
biting the nipple of tomorrow
with the urgency of a primal hunger
too deep to feed on the shadows
of yesterday’s sorrows
clogging the duc work with its sour curdle
So I rocked against the churn of the storm
until I made sweet butter out the cowardly lion
and spread him on biscuits with soft warm kisses
feeding my munchkin with his first taste of courage
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