Epigram For A Natal Day

After a while, a call from her will come

when she again discerns the way that scum---

bald, beak-nosed, and increasingly bi-polar---

has taken his advantage.  Through the prism

of her tears she will see how he has stole her

next nine months in the upshot of his jizm.

And this effect of his gross bastardy

will grow in her.  God knows what progeny

will crawl out of her uterus in time---

hopefully not (like its damned sire) a slime.

 

Starward

 

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