push, meat, blood, and hair
mother to mother
push, born of the mud
dried in the salt air
push, down at the root
slipping from somewhere
brown
push, slick with the sweat
fed by the bright air
push, sky not of roof
ground is not a bottom
push, this is not yours
you are the world's
brown
mother to mother
push, born of the mud
dried in the salt air
push, down at the root
slipping from somewhere
brown
push, slick with the sweat
fed by the bright air
push, sky not of roof
ground is not a bottom
push, this is not yours
you are the world's
brown
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you can't tell if this is childbirth, rectal evacuation, or both, and that's probably the point. given the worldview of 'brown,' is bringing a child into the world anything other than a fancy version of clearing one's bowels?
^ Good point
Also, the remix version of this at the end of Slow Motion Apocalypse is just so good. Grotus should've been bigger than they were. But whatever. More Grotus for me.