Babies

Emlen describes how he “shot a female one night, and […] by first light a new female was already on the turf. I saw terrible things—pecking and picking up and throwing down chicks until they were dead. Within hours she was soliciting the male, and he was mounting her the same day. The next night I shot the other female, then came out the next morning and saw the whole thing again.”[14]

First kill the Babies

That’s what it was like living with my parents. There was this story that twins were born to my grandmother and my granddad  something was wrong as one was born dead. He (someone) threw the ‘dead one’ on the fire? this cannot be true….its just a story…

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“You know we miss you but as long as things go well for you out there and you are happy we can live with that.”

I would let you in, you are sin I miss your love, I do not let you in. you stopped helping me, you make me scream, you are my sin. My arms folded against you, my body pushed you out and away.

There is nothing here, in this place I will not let you in.  

No, I don’t know that you miss me I come to you, but I did not get in, I remind you of all that is wrong. You did not let me in. I know, I missed and bounced to a random place, I was blinded by blood tears.

Tell me I am not a sinner, tell me I can come in.

Last Story

Today is the last story.

It will be a story of sadness

of lonlienss that we can touch.

It will be about you and me.

Somewhere in the middle I will see beauty

and tell you about how the snowdrop,

against impossible odds

showed us the same spring.

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Animals eat their young

Please don’t eat me

or gobble me up. I

do not want to be eaten.

I get it, I get it. I am too tasty

You will hunt me down,

You will  eat me for brunch

and  gobble me up alive .

I  want to say Goodbye…

To the old man

either way you will eat me up

strip me limb from limb

for your cardinal sin.

Orange Smartie

You always wanted my orange smaties,

Nagging me to get that one colour from my tube.

Smartie pants..

 

I found out your hiding place you see

Very clever to tidy up in plain sight, so sweet.

Smartie pants.

 

You do not want my treats now we are both old

Even though I offer all  the orange ones to you.

Smartie pants.

 

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Way In

“You know we miss you but as long as things go well for you out there and you are happy we can live with that.”

No I don’t know that you miss me

Last time I saw you, you did not let me in

I remind you of all that is wrong, I am sin.

You did not let me in.

No, I don’t know that you miss me

Phone me in some other space

Say on a  random sunny  day.

Tell  me I am not a sinner

Tell me I can come in.