Dear Mother,

I’m sorry all we do is take

Never give

But our gifts would be worthless in the sight of your Mothering

I’m sorry we slowly

Methodically

Purposefully

Choke out every life we can

I’m sorry we shape and carve you

As if your face weren’t already perfect

I wish I could cut all their threads of misery to shreds

Stop everything that changes you

Dear Mother,

I love you

In that way that love is worthless and cannot stand up to the sheer mass of you

I wish on stars hoping they’ll send help

Someone to stop us from this terrible deed

I wish I had the power to stop them

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