Kerri Shying R #539 - Son

Son

remember  after my hysterectomy  you

were only 14   and they sent me home

after one day    to you   alone

we watched

The Human Centipede

together

bundled

on the lounge

laughing

surrounded by ice cream

caramel   biscuits   baci

bums sewn to mouths

seemed the right choice

for light entertainment

none of it seemed like it was

ever going

to end