rip the corset, caress me without the "care"
hide your money in a safe
demolish it with my enamel
you will never prevaricate again
i'll find the bodies, the thought, the hostages, the witch and your truths.
just you watch
may it everlast.
may it start every day.
may it become adamantine
my motherhood destroyed by my blameworthy son
just let me lay down, and start a new riot.
one more time i get a bruise
im disowning you
when i do,
you will miss me, sweet child
YOU ARE READING
the pythoness
PoetryAll of these writings are found in my personal diaries and journals, created by my mind only /\/\//\\the art on the cover is by Frank Holl
