Cannot fall asleep from having Mother-
worry for so many things I never can 
put adequately into words. I have 
Mother-ache and Mother-sorry, 
Mother-lonely, Mother-poor and 
-poorly, Mother-never-will-come-
up-to-measure. Mother-who-has-left, 
-has-left-behind, -has-herself-been-left, 
who cannot finger the space in the middle 
without feeling the old pulsing that once 
came through her, bound her, unbound her... 
Picture Mother as a mime whose arms 
close around her, rock her, remind her: 
who will save you if not yourself?  

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