Villanelle (for the breathing flesh-blood-vein inside me)
All my mothers will hum your lullaby,
Hold tight when we bump in the rocky nights,
And they will all forgive when you first cry.
Quietness falling not failing the skies
We will run with their bitters tongues,hold tight.
All my mothers will hum your lullaby.
We will not pass the saddest road and die,
Daddy will drive us home before his flight
And they will all forgive when you first cry.
Blinking stars beat and sing and so do I
Listen to your beats along with my heart,
All mothers will hum your lullaby.
I pray, He blesses; these fierce tears will dry
You’ll breathe in all the poems that I will write,
They will all forgive when you first cry.
Grip, tighter, for blackness will say goodbye,
You are my sweetest mistake that is right.
All my mothers will hum your lullaby,
And they will all forgive when you first cry.
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