I sat, soaked
in luke warm water,
knees pulled to chin.
Spout dug in
to back. I gave
birth to limp
mass of blue gray
baby. For a
few years, I was
a zombie. I breast
fed i fought
with baby daddy.
I cried. I loaded
the dish washer.
For a few years
I was a zombie.
Then I woke up,
bought a fancy lawyer,
sold a car and made
some Life Choices.
Made some lasagna
too. The lasagna was
better than any
of the life choices
but luck let me
prevail.