Best Poems Written by Permanent Cross

Weightless

those beaten eyes glazed with a film

of bitter almond

shakily receiving her post partum reward

of a broken thyroid and a lumpy lack of form

 

once upon a time she lived

a lighter life

‘til procreation drubbed her good

these days she’s flesh in a black bag

of tightly straining clothes

 

mother-love keeps her upright

dead on her feet several months ago

but no-one’s noticed she’s gone off

under the wafts of the morning bacon

 

was that a giggle or a sob

or perhaps both, for things past

caring she is but it won’t help her now

as the hormones take a dive

and psychiatry pricks up its ears

 

still her occult self eludes her

skips laughing through months of therapy

peeps out behind the tumble dryer

to whisper “take the pills”

 

they want to help, they cannot help

those people who mean well

there is no holding dock

for deadweight mum

she sails away with breakfast things left clean

performs a joyful whale-dive, drifts

unseen

 

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