Saturday, 24 July 2010

Forgive the rapist

High lighted on a shadow freeway
angels feeding on my rib cage
it is my lottery day
the breeze, it blows and billows my way.
Tears drench the rouge of my cheek
a lonely prostitute roaming a Parisian street
to provide for a child whose father is a passage
a regret, a run away, a rage.
Lay in bed, lay in a street, lay in a faint
of destitution, absolution
pollution of body and mind
until the salt water drowns you and me both
in a broth of hurt and regret
baby of mine fields
Shields protection
you need education and smacking of brains and lips
of rescue and obscure
pips seeded in fields
bred like rats on heated somersets morn
rape seed raided
fed because he don't recognise me anymore.
I'm just a dirty whore of pig millions
a plethora of insipid stripped bacon poetry
a motion of a shadow in darkness
bled to death
gave birth to a sack of beauty
lost my life to a cutie of indescribable
bible talk
my baby walked and progressed
unlike the mother I became
she will live free of the cells of
castration,
infatuation
that mother fucker who killed me
that mother fucker who created you
I forgive Him

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