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Random Poem:

Birth To Burial And The Screaming In Between
dmartin

A baby born,
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the screaming starts-
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a mother's scorn
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regret, we met at an accident of life
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with neither the option
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to choose the other.
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We were stuck- and not to be subdued...
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the screaming continued.
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I was sure I hated her,
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like some might hate their ruler-
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because he hated her,
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and for that- she, him.
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Thus she hated me and not that
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I drew allegiance to my "swim coach",
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but because she couldn't look at me
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without seeing him too...
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the screaming grew.
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Now shrinks color me pictures
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to explain the way I am-
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You're sexist, chauvinist, pessimist
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and every other 'ist' to be fathomed,
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when really, technically- I'm pissed.
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I'm an erasable mistake,
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a blemish that could have ended up a stain
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on my mother's black mini-skirt thirty years ago...
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the screaming echoes.
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And then there's white hospital walls,
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like blank slates, cubicles of death-
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my namesake now a heavy-breathing waterfall
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and I myself, no different.
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I wait for her to wake and when she does
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all the pain of her life,
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like a thousand homing knives
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shooting through her soul at once,
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and she howls through the ceiling...
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I miss the screaming.
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