I’ve felt you infiltrate me
before I was even born
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my mother’s body told me the truth
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and I lingered
ever crescent
in your unholy waters
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and I learned all your faces by heart
as you picked me up
and held me in your arms
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I knew who you were
but I didn’t have any sentence structure
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you robbed women of their bodies
told the soul to come back in half an hour
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and I grieve those who were conceived in contemptuous silence
the ancestry with us in my mother’s womb
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ghosts know all apertures
he didn’t want to see
the embodiment
of what he did
Croque-Melpomene 