No. 6: New attempt

Go home

and make another baby,

they don't say.

Not explicitly.

But still.

In a way.

In what they

don't say

but still say

impliedly.

For this child,

this newborn child,

the one you just had,

the one you made this time,

that child is not up to much.

Go home

and try again.

 

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These poems are originally written in Swedish and translated by myself. So if the translation sounds weird - please just laugh, or cry, or just shake your head and move on to the next poem, hoping for a better translation there... Thank you for your patience, and for following my story! By the way - my lyrics sometimes sounds weird in Swedish too...