Author: Lux d'Marcs PM
....Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 88 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 07-05-10 - id: 2825235
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A daughter by
any other name
still reeks of the same
she may tempt other
feral beasts, but the breasts
that nursed her
still swing as if
they were at either end
of Newton's Cradle.
They beckon: undaunted
by the almondmilk that transpires
from the white's of Mater Nuvo's
transparent ocher eyes.
Like ataxia, this is the numbness of
everything that existed in utero;
the mind-making thoughtlessness
that convolution— tumorous and onerous
but blessed— a
march lily: gaudy exuberance
caked in frost.