Marie is In The Next Room

March 14, 2009
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Marie is in the next room
watching Spongebob.
She doesn't know
what Mommy is about to do.
Elastic band around my arm,
veins popped up like popcorn with a
needle in hand.
Penetration, the ultimate relief.
When it's done, I feel complete,
I feel sore.
Marie's knocking on the door,
" One second honey,"

Marie is in the next room
watching Spongebob.
Her sobs can be heard through the wall.
Daddy left today, with no words to say
and my elastic band is tied around my arm.
Mommy wants to go to sleep honey,
Mommy wants to go away,
Mommy wants to die,
Mommy wants to fly,
Mommy can't be Mommy today.

Marie is in the next room
watching Spongebob.
Mommy's in her room in the dark,
curled up in a corner,
trying to be sober today.

Marie is in the next room
watching Spongebob.
Mommy found a way
to meet her needs.
He may be a John,
but the need is so strong.
I'll just close my eyes,
in a short while I'll sigh
the sweetest sigh of
relief.

Marie is in the next room
watching Spongebob.
................................
Mommy's looking off into space.





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