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by Johnny Crimson

We found out so much later

They found the pain in the closet
and that fire between her legs

This thing was having a baby!

Woman through the snow and the cold
Returning the favor the cold
went through the woman.

The notes in a diary
I wish I hadn't used pencil on.
The memory of our baby
that dead forgotten mistake, NO!

And the panting both before and after
birth.
Projectile-gushing from the wound to the wall.
Snowmobile cool
Like circles for a line

I'm pepped up on the Pueblo anxiety
Will it live

The muddy toothless woman carrying brown flowers through the rain
you are ever constantly stepping on my grave

Give away the child
Tell no one
Tell no one
Is everything alright
Dear Gordon family. We apologize that
we could not make it to your wedding Saturday.
There were complications at the hospital and Judy.
Well Judy died. The babies name is Constance Marie and the party
is at Ricks Steak House on Swandell Road. Sorry for the inconvenience.


06/16/2008

Posted on 06/17/2008
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