A Mother's Love

A Mother’s Love Encased in a lovely embryonic slime A diamond, Parasol seventeen eighty nine Refracting and reflecting all of the woe, That you wish to throw Entombing me ever with you corporal presence Snuffing the embers before the fire makes sense Oxygen less space where the world cannot burn, It comes with the turn A poisonous love that was roll’d on with rage Deep Iodine red and dripping unscathed When the burning reality eats me up whole, The toxic takes a toll. Successfully regurgitated fully intact Pain cannot break a blood bond contract The horrible void could not me digest, Malnourished incest. I sit on a stool built high with love Watching the world die from above I would not suffer all she endured The world would not touch me the way it did her I can’t feel a thing.