Grief

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It kicked me in the teeth,

And I felt my brain bounce

In the calcium cage coated

By my knotted hair.

It didn’t hit me while I was down,

Instead watched the crimson smile that

Grew on my face as I littered the

Ground with yellowed pearls.

It spoon-fed me servings of acid,

Disguised in Avent Anti Colic bottles,

Pinching my nose until I swallowed.

But I couldn’t keep it down.

I couldn’t digest what it gave me,

It hurt too much.

And sometimes I feel it bubbling.