tend your figure religiously
stillborn sisters- you buried three
survived by stumbling divinity
it came to you both accidentally
haunted wombs and barren seeds
yet through the term you carried me
conjugally conceived he had prayed you'd bleed
and your second child came with a pair of teeth
and round his ankles you were tethered me
you must have known hed leave eventually
because everything you love leaves
(everything you love leaves)