Bairn

Bairn

A Poem by discombobulate
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noun: SCOTTISH 1. a child.

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I should hate you

 

You’ve left a possessive mark on me;

stretch marks on my belly like raspberry ripple,

you’ve gouged your way through my uterus

which cramped and convulsed in martyred pain

 

Because of even the possibility of your presence

my prime years, most of my lifespan

have five days a month of what should

surely be considered an illness

 

You could be technically be known as

a parasite, a living organism living off

of my fertile host body;

you’re growing inside of me.

 

My tits are swollen and tender,

You force me to waddle, undignified,

before seeping out, bleary and halfway mine

and it's enough that you submerge me


You swell under my nurturing,

twisting and snarling your way into puberty.

My life is not my own, it is yours

To stitch together or pull apart.


I should hate you.

© 2013 discombobulate


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Added on July 18, 2012
Last Updated on November 25, 2013
Tags: child, childbirth, children, woman

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discombobulate
discombobulate

North Ayrshire, United Kingdom



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