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The ouroboros of flesh 

Of “mother-knows-best”

With headless consort she conceived 

With heartless longing she decreed 

`I am all that you shall know’ 

All that made you, grew you, 

prepared your

 

boomerang flight out of my  nest 

entrails coiled

Embroiled in cycles

 

Where I know best

The how to - breed you 

                     -  feed you

 

And lead you 

b  a  c  k

 

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