Outsourced

'House', Pixabay.com
'tis strange that from my womb
you birthed before you ran into the womb of
friends - cushioned up by their company, as you return to
your once-was home - fleeted
and flitting.


Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2019


Inspired by 'Pieta' by Rainer Maria Rilke

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