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Poem Number 19340

a big fat pregnant belly
held my soul
i pressed my hand against the skin
and felt a hand on the other side
and the noise it made
was a holy drum
exploding with warm rounded notes
and the heat it gave
was fresh baked bread
for my hungry hand.
and the taste i saved
was awe (god, life!)
in this promised land.
Commentary:
title: mother/child
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Interesting approach to the subject. Are U a mother, Chandler? Cy
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i have a mother. -chandler
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That's nice to know chandler. I thought maybe you were hatched here by aliens. Cyber tourist
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