a pink baby cries for a forgotten mommy
anger floods Jane’s body like a broken dam
holding a sleek sexy whiskey bottle in her delicate hand
jane’s mind becomes blind in broken gurgles
shouts and raw cries cover Jane’s ears
jagged finely draw glass mesh with baby soft skin
warmed over by a blanket of worms
thick blood soaked bandages
warp Jane’s heart choking
sucking black oxygen from her scorched balloon-like lungs
penetrating Jane’s inner thoughts
baby’s blue and green bruises
masking every rational urge
bodily functions exist in someone else
as a ruby cardinal flutters to a skyscraper tree
beauty takes place behind a wooden gate
as Jane’s eyes sink in the earth like the Grand Canyon
transparent midnight becomes Jane’s new home
stately granite marks a tiny grave
through tear stained eyes Jane’s fingers read
‘herein lies baby may beauty follow you’
mother’s beating womb is no longer comfort food
jane staggers on iron legs to her house made of sticks
outside the stately granite marker reads,
‘herein lies jane doe may your deeds follow you into your dreams’
good bye sweet sounding jane
uttered the ghostly grave digger
shovel slung over his gnarled hump
he walked away without a last glance
leaving jane to make amends with the earth