earth mother missing
a being adopted cries
bespoken is my needful arrogance
knowing nothing of family ties
i confess, a token effort, but nonetheless
knowing nothing more, for nothing but our one caress can contain
what's gone before, while what is unbeknown still leaves no trace
knowing nothing of shame and pride, nor of punishments or pain
only my sanity, that blessed inadequacy, that i turn to and embrace
as my soul desire, in the blessed realm, when i, my lonely life do
face
rww
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