GERMİNAL

~Emile Zola~

See how fast I can run
A window is closed in the cold
Race up the stairs with a friend
Sit in the hall, stare at a wall
The words that you said by my hospital bed
On my back and bent at my knees
Were talked through air were talked through teeth
Through a pain in my stomach and blood on my sheets
The one with the cold metal hands
Up on a table undone
A tube in my womb all again
The breath and the clothes of a friend
Close my eyes, a placenta dies