you can't handle my infinate nature!

[ambiguous_wish]

In Response to Di Prima’s “Song for Baby-O, Unborn”
“Mommy-O”

mamma,
plse don’t cry for me
I have done enough of tht for both of us
and I sit here
wish I wasn’t in
in what, in what?
in cold in here in you

mamma you had yr dreams
but I never had my own
besides I only wnted what you could give
which was love O love love and love
sitting on a ratty mohair sofa
singing songs of
hope
or read a book whose binding is coming undone
about places we will never go
let’s pretend

put me in my cradle now
or my ghost of
me
and sing like the howling of the wind
so that I’m not scared
for tomorrow

BRASS FURNACE GOING OUT:
Song, after an Abortion
VII
“forgive, forgive
that the cosmic waters do not turn from me
that I should not die of thirst”

as I sit by the shore
smelling of seaweed and of ocean
looking around me and seeing no one
save one lone gull
i wonder if he knows what I have done
my evildespairlovehatebaby
are the waves angry for taking away their child?
will they deny me of live-giving water?
but I have taken away a life
dehydrated soul
and there is no way to quench it