Miscarriage
During
Sorrow lives here
In my gut, my womb
A house made for life's spark
Now death's door
Sorrow lives here
In my gut, my womb
A house made for life's spark
Now death's door
Betraying the promise, the hope
Dismantling
My baby, our second
Dismantling
My baby, our second
I looked forward to the day
I would hold you in my arms
And now it's not to be
A face I'll never see
This side of heaven
Until then
All my love
I never got to give you
My precious child
I never got to give you
My precious child
After
Gathered in at last
Beneath your bed of grass
Fingers desperate
To tenderly tamp
Any bits of dirt I could
Any bits of dirt I could
The only blanket
I'll ever get to tuck over you
I'll ever get to tuck over you
I gave birth to death
A twisted mass
Of flesh and bone
Awash in tears of red
No bigger than my thumb
Rest in peace
Sweet Lucy
You've beaten us
To heaven's gate
To be made whole
I'll work to make you proud
While I linger here some more
Getting to meet you
Will make death's kiss
All the sweeter


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