In this knee-ache, age 74+ at-birthstool-impossible in a MetroMob of cars&trux
In this knee-ache, age 74+ at-birthstool-impossible in morrow @ a MetroMob of cars&trux a Louisville Kaintucked at window and indifferent blowby Howdy!less to this sis who looks ThePart (ThyPart, Girl, ReminderOfMother/TheGod of childbirths and stillbirths/and some marriages awhile avowed assiduously yet an after birth/happenstancely broken) AS NOW I SIT AS IF WAITING FOR A CALL/at cold Jan beckoning either a girlfriend befriending/or Cops copping arrestingly/a Sting. But nothing stings now, muchjilted and unable to birth children my whitening WinterWinkingWeal this Age I feel close chosen by Womb choosing Womb happy soon to let mushrooms growgravely y'know the afterlifeafterbirth TheEternityTheReturning EdenWard toward Reincarnation as fescue or OtherGrass (Something Mom cooks up, nothin spells lovin like somethin from HerOven!) O Womban I love You!