Best Mothered Poems

A newborn suckles.
The source of life beholds Man
in miniature....

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My mother is not a good mother
Perhaps I tried to deny such a truth at one point
Perhaps I always knew
Cruel, masochistic, benign to my every woe
I only wanted to be mothered, mother
I think I dont want a mother, anymore,
Mother?
She was never my mother
No, always but...

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opposite the I,
is where i reside.
endure and bide,
endlessly.

You see My person,
nod at this version,
never question My identity,
You're right in me, not entirely.

Your gaze cant see,
everything outside Me,
ever watching you,
unaware I am two.

observe me please,
ease my weary knees,
She disagrees?
i know, i do too....

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