Mother Poem by jude cullup

Mother



my heart grows colder
every beat.
in love with
how you used to be.
cold and lonely, waking up
from the dreams i have
of you.
it hurts to drown you
in the flood
of a messy
cabinet mind.
i dig for you
sometimes.
somehow, you're never
hard to find.
and my heart grows colder
every beat.
the hearse is empty
can't they
see?

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jude cullup

jude cullup

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