My Breastology - Poem by Gabriel Eshun
You look content like butterfly intoxicated by sun
Because the baby is sucking a nipple of bottle?
And your two fit milky blessing doing a covert observation
Is this something from colleagues...
A fashion inclination
From a business Decalogue?
Oh Chancellors of sound Mammalogy.Sociology.Nutrition …
More symposia on this unique maternal engagement
Oh post umbilical cord dialogue of amalgamation…
Now languishing, panting for meaningful revifications!
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