deepundergroundpoetry.com

a Brief fantasy

I see only women's faces
stretching back to our birth by Eve,
of the men, there are no traces,
and I, breathe a great sigh of relief...

I'm not sorry, father, brother,
I am not sorry uncle, son,
for I'm with all mother's mother's
are you with, the deceitful one?
Written by Rew
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 4 reads 347
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 8:30pm by SonderNinja
COMPETITIONS
Today 8:27pm by Lilliputian
COMPETITIONS
Today 7:46pm by Samnash
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:49pm by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Today 4:45pm by summultima
COMPETITIONS
Today 3:56pm by Vision_of_insanity