Best Utero Poems

Most restful sleep since... being in utero

Courtesy restless leg syndrome
spouse called me expletive rat fink
ousted me out the bed with plink
as lovely bones almost got...

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Baby girl
                       ...

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I ****ing hate myself and want to die.
In Utero, I deem inspiration,
but not sarcasm or imitation.
My anguish is authentic and a cry
for help, but why...

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The skeletons and songs of samsara eternal
fleshed, fattened and flamed in karmic harmony,
your heart begins to beat in dark plethora roll
an in utero thunder thumps...

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We all have our views on the subject. A military officer 
on hearing I was pregnant asked me to consider having
an abortion. I know a...

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Glory to thermodynamics in general...

and generation of heat in particular
cuz yours truly 
spoiled with trappings 
of Western Civilization.

How ideal I imagine 
to dwell in a...

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What child is this?
Already tears blind the page.
Even in utero I was under attack.
My mother in a coma from domestic violence.
No wonder I was Daddy's...

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I cannot single handedly manage...
primary idiopathic palmar/
palmoplantar hyperhidrosis

Aforementioned physiological malady
unwanted and unwonted figurative
(metaphorical) beast of burden
linkedin with matrix constituting mine
corporeal essence genetically
gifted to yours truly,
invariably,...

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"The Cost of War through Peace"

She had spent 
some elaborate 
time 
with snakes,

learning
their ways,
yet in the very 
back of her mind,

in her memories,
she remembered
the stories...

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We learn our right from wrongs,
and maybe right from lefts,
as we go along.

Issues come up within developmental windows,
like stealing
emerges from touching your older brother's stuff
and...

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Sometimes everything seems fake to me, and I am so tired of people acting like they remember what love is. 
Everyone says it. 
“I love...

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Shalom, Aloha, Namaste

Identity is rooted in socioeconomic health of mutual trust,
beginning in utero
swimming about in embryonic nutrition,
rather than active distrust
or more passive mistrust of the...

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Gabriel, hands clenched in tiny fists:
a boxer's stance,
prepared, in utero, for this cold world
of happenstance,
I see your fuzzy image on the ultrasound
and know: I am...

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Ouivre, ouivre,
my Ovus Star,
a bit premature 
immortal,
for there we are.

Again, and again,
we do sojourn.

I am yes... so 
terribly in love,
but a bit ironic.
Our path as...

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REMEMBER 
          My love.            ...

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