The Art of Tetman Callis

we lay ourselves down for a quick slide with
the devil we only wanted a couple of easy
couplings we could use to spawn a triumph
or two over a foe and cow all the other
kids in the neighborhood but now we find
ourselves gravid with the infant a huge
hydrocephalic baby he insists we bear

no coat hanger or mouthful of pills
will abort this mushroom-headed brat whose
birth will tear out our entrails split our belly boil
our blood and stuff our mouths full of ashes
prepare the crèche! the child’s arrival is nigh

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