baby

by keuwala

baby

Well

I mean

If you call me baby


Maybe I’ll melt

All ooey gooey

Insides dripping out

Seeping towards you

Sluggishly from the depths


With its suffocating pressure

Gripping each vein, organ, bone

‘Til it’s just out of reach

Pop.

Crack.

Snap.

Spine rearranged, I’ll be ready for you.


Pearl of ocean, you can hold me all pretty

Reverse Little Mermaid, you can worship your baby

On your knees in public

Making scenes in public


Not afraid to ask for more

When I’m afraid to give you more


Afraid that as I turn...

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