new zealand electronic poetry centre

 

 

 

Karlo Mila

 

Our Mother Is In Love (134)

You are so busy giving him the best of you
we are left with the scraps
fry up, boil up, bubble and squeak
we are throwing you to the birds

you are a partner now
a part of someone
all we have
are your lukewarm leftovers
we are throwing you to the birds

we are feeding you to the cat

 

 

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