A thick, red lump
just a blood clot,
but in my mind
you're the baby that would have been.Popped in the pill
after the condom split,
gulped it down
and felt the emptiness in my stomach.Gurgling, swirling nausea,
baby, is it you
making me sick?
I'm losing the baby within.Another cold pill,
wash it down,
you've got to go
but baby I'm going to miss you.A stabbing pain,
a foetus hand ripping
at my womb.
The thick, red lump that might have been.
