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Baby Rattle
July 25, 2008
As a child,
I would look into your throat
to see what made your noise,
your transparent whispers and
carbonated laughter,
everything in-between.
You hid everything from me
that I found myself, anyway;
I found all the things you
threw out
and I was alone with them.
Let them
crawl inside my head to
feed.
Maman,
I'm so sad without you
to save me from my nightmares;
you don't even know what aches
in my eyes and ears at night-
You're not here and
I can't let you in.
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