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Unemployed Baby Goodbyes
Jereme Makowski

You sleep there, pale porcelain and plastic.
I am on the verge of snapping, spastic,
wondering what you would have chosen for your
last word if the throat tube hadn’t masked it.
But here, such reactions would seem drastic,
maybe just one more ice knife to stick
deep down into the tainted and impure,
grey hearts of pale porcelain and plastic.
So instead I just walk up and rap it,
your blue coffin made of a molded mix.
I would think that since they never found a cure
for you they would at least let you enter Earth
is something classier, not this makeshift
body box holding you, pale porcelain trapped in plastic.

About the Author:
Jereme wrote this rondeau poem in his creative writing class at Lincoln College.

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