Dead twins
Her fault or his doesn’t matter
What kind of life anyway
Father in a methadone clinic
Who cares if he has a job now
Can’t help but think
They got lucky.
She thought this would save him
Keep him on la diritta
via
Can’t help but blame herself
It was a stupid idea in the first place
But to be a mother—
Demiurge cursing the demiurge
That creates but
Does not maintain.
Funny that yesterday
I saw a bumpersticker
on a SUV that said
“Real men make twins”
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