milking.

January 30, 2015

Offering my lap,
as a makeshift manger,
shoulders worn smooth,
as stepping stones,
I nurse them with the milk,
of human kindness,
and they grow, and grow,
into something hungrier,
for which, they decide,
I am unfit to provide.

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2 Responses to “milking.”

  1. This is so beautiful… reminds me of a song sung by Janis Joplin – Cry Baby

say something to me.

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