you make it very clear
I am a child
and I belong to you
in times of need
great great need
*
your body needs too much
I die in the holes of your body
I have a best friend and he’s very old
*
you take my father’s children away
my father disappears
my father’s not there
*
your kindness is a compensation
an unspoken apology that never ends
because your needs never end
*
and your children’s superfluousness
became very convenient
*
your presence plunges a room into its innate darkness
and whilst you were dying
my body called me back into existence
Croque-Melpomene 