Cannot fall asleep from having Mother- worry for so many things I never can put adequately into words. I have Mother-ache and Mother-sorry, Mother-lonely, Mother-poor and -poorly, Mother-never-will-come- up-to-measure. Mother-who-has-left, -has-left-behind, -has-herself-been-left, who cannot finger the space in the middle without feeling the old pulsing that once came through her, bound her, unbound her... Picture Mother as a mime whose arms close around her, rock her, remind her: who will save you if not yourself?
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