maternal stress dreams
and secret places in mississippi
our place, you never told us
all the avocados are over ripe
and i am crying so hard i can't breath
it's the farewell times
and you're still in denial
you tell me i am in-acting a roll i've assigned myself
resentments aren't rooted in any reality

still you tell me my business is out of code,
i shouldn't make new life and
i will never deserve to be loved.