vaginas & alcohol

you'd be surprised for all the things, 

she forbid me from doing, the question-marks

that gave birth to tattooed embryos, raining down

the face, your mother's life, as an eczema

nevertheless

the drainage of your veins,

gives me reason to believe, gives me

chains, not to behave, but to be brave,

gives me fear,

you're just another flesh tattoo, a birth scar, nevertheless

you're a tumor, you're a cancerous disease,

you're depressive, you're benign

it doesn't matter,

what matters not, is your ability to reason,

the happiness inside your belly, feels like butterflies

exploding, in a nuclear parenthesis,

my cells, break down,

becoming cancerous as we speak,

but it doesn't matter, it doesn't give a shit

he's cancerous, he's brave

for kicking life

for giving life another chance to be shy

what matters not, is your ability to be incomprehensible

giving me, trust, care

just not to be cancerous