Back and Forth

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Back and forth. Back and forth. Creak...creak. The old rocker is anchored by the stove. Back and forth. Back and forth. Feet stuck in the old oven. Gathering warmth were it can be found. Back and forth. Back and forth. Creak...creak. Rock...rock. Her body is an unmade bed. Tears wash the piss-stained floors. Rock...rock. Creak...creak. Nothing is left. Her baby gone. A bottle of Three Roses Whiskey her all. Drink...drink. Rock...rock. Creak...creak. Back and forth. Back and forth. A place to hide. Her haven. Her rocker. She is marrow and tissue. A clothesline caught in the wind. Rock...rock. Drink...drink. Creak...creak. Trying to forget. A rat's nest for hair. Road-mapped eyes. Her lips are a desert, cracked. Briers tumble across her heart. Let me die. Let me die. She cries. Rock...rock. Creak...creak. Drink...drink Back and forth. Back and forth. My Mother. Written November 8th, 2001 © on Nov 08 2001 01:21 AM PST 0 • 1

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