Pipping Stars Poet Lyric

48 Years

48 years
of
breath
dropped
from the womb
to
object


doctor pleased me with the nurse
momma got stitches
in
her
purse


laughing out loud
the
clouds
rehearse

do me again they scream
you are our teardops
foaming
at
the
seas


see men see men
see
what
made me


this little piggy
made babies
this little piggy made babies
quit pulling on my toes
although i am grown
weeping are
my toes say
leave me
alone
mine
toes
am
an
inked
candles
48 years
of
thorned rose
?

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