Mother Viper
what did we expect
rudderless scallywags
burnt by the lights –
of a faded amusement park
dirty faces
let down by fathers
drowned in their own inadequacy
here we are
and we find ourselves as a family
but a family
who has never done joined up writing
just a barrel full of parachutes
and a dollop of in fighting
there she is
a mother viper
whose nest has decayed
and her mind
left dry
by a drought of fear and insecurity
self esteem
nailed to a tangled cross
devoid of its natural gloss
the mother viper
surrounded by her brood
looking longingly
for the resolution
and the cure
one that goes beyond physical illness
i stand, accepting gifts
never knowing
if they notice my sullenness
James Garratt – December 2011
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Mother Viper – Written December 2011 (Aged 36)
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