Miss, missed, missing..

I have no apetite
for fat nihilated
black upon a cooking pan
the stink of baby crap

or warm nauseating Sunday
steam rising from the Hot Point
belly full with nappies
and my man’s shirts

nor a belly distended
with child
making sad permanence
of one
ephemeral
ejaculated
joy

yet you make me lack all these

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