a poem for my children who hurt me

Would
You
Please
Stop
Biting
My nipples.

They are not your meal.
And you have teeth now
new ones
little jagged sharp ones
ya jackal.

Would
You
Please
Stop
Twisting 
My ear.

I'm pretty sure
If you worked at Guantanamo
You would get written up
For that kind of behavior.

Would 
You
Please
Stop
Pinching 
my armpit skin.

Of all the skins
You pick that skin
To pinch 
with your quick bird beak fingernails?

Would 
You
Please
Stop
Picking
My chin zit.

I know it's all "pick me pick me"
Like a bachelor contestant
But seriously
Take it from the at-home viewer
Don't
Pick
That
One.

Would
You
Please
Stop
Kicking
My tits.

If that was some kind of experiment
Consider your hypothesis supported:
When kicked repeatedly 
By a toddler 
From a prone position 
on a diaper changing table,
Tits are 
In fact
squishy.
Let's move on.

Would
Both of you
Please
Please
Stop
Pulling
My hair.
Head-butting
My nose.
Poking
My eye
With your probing
dentist tool fingers.

Thank you.

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