Amidst the blood and the bitter scorn
I am your baby, being born
At your window at 6 am
Covered head to toe with vernix, I am
You are the woman, you give me life
Be a whore, a mother, a siren and a wife
Sister, friend, mermaid blessed
I am the goblin child, at your breast
Josephine Magdalene
Josephine Magdalene
I'm not here to ever say please
I want you down on your knees
The warm song of the south
The ambrosia of love in your mouth
Beyond the anger, the guilt and shame
There is no birth without pain
Josephine, by the sea
Josephine in chiasmus with me
I am your baby being born
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