Poetry, Structured

Sweet, sweet water

 

sweet, sweet water
bathe me in remembrance.

trickle down my smooth, smooth skin,
until I am heavy with fullness.

push past my puckered lips,
a seal broken by Genesis.

baby, I do not want to hurt,
no, I do not want to hurt no more.

the water took my mama, my daddy,
my future babies, my fingertips too.

surrounded in this sweet water, I push.
Push, Push, Push they tell me.

drown my babies in holy water,
drown my babies in limbo, even if I am gone.

sweet, sweet water,
take away my pain now.

fill my lungs half-full and half-empty
until I am nothing but water.

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