BIOSLAVE

Despite myself

despite the energy

I put into it

the anger

and the tears and the righteous indignation

I hold

for this creature

who takes me away

from my own

I find

I cannot help

but give him what he craves.

I find that

beyond the warmth

and the words

and the white fluid

that gives him his grip

his teeth

his power

I also have

for this little monster

who enslaves me away from my own

a level of love.

I loathe to

but I love him.

Much as I hate it

I will hold this boy

until I can return to my own

or perhaps longer.

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