the Orb

I am whole while the Orb is not

breathless, it smothers my lungs

handless, it squeezes my life force

footless, it kicks over my dignity

speechless, its rights are louder than mine

it uses my cells to make its own

my food to build it a belly

my water to fashion itself a brain

my heart to pump its blood

my body as its safehouse, making me a warehouse

but I did not consent

we are entwined, but it is not mine

it is Yours

You who made me keep it

You who stole my choice

You who berated me

You who plundered my field and forced me to bear it

once I was called reckless for saying yes

now I am called reckless and heartless for saying no

my chance to say no before was muzzled by a sweaty hand and a fear of retribution

now a new retribution is propogating in my womb

pouring out of your snarling tongue

putting holes in my pockets

mangling my future

and no one else's

not even his

this Orb has no heart yet it's breaking mine

and warming Yours