Wishbone Women

Wishbone Women

A Poem by Beth
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(13.06.19)

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Grasped like a wishbone,
bound by knots
of mutual pain
to nestle/wrestle with 

Greedy, clenched fingers
clamouring palms 
outstretched-
then screwed shut.

I missed the cries out
the smothering,
I sleep in a cradle 
with crows
for mother's
scar is
now mine.

In the shape of a "V" 
separate instruments,
different time
but the same.

It makes her legs shake, 
but mine is a greeting:
a new day
a clean knife 
a wish-
to cut it all away.

I am not afraid 
of nothing;
more something 
I could love-
then break. 

 

© 2019 Beth


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Beth
Beth

United Kingdom



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