A milkmaid's tale
I lived in this man-made mess
Entirely not of my own making
Men dined on my humility
Ate from my insecurity
Time was my enemy
My old name taunted me
Haunted and raped me
My dead child remained
Forever in my broken heart
A chain around my neck
I became forgotten
A gossamer ghost
Trembling from existence
Frightened by corporality
Wishing to be absent
To b...
Tuesday 27th September 2022 4:34 pm
Demolition
I don’t see any subtlety
No escape from bluntness
The time for diplomacy
Has been swallowed
By a time for profit
A willingness to destroy
No time for building
Only for destruction
Creation loses its place
To come in second
To demolition.
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