womb with white tulipes

for all men in my life

I \'ve spared a dream in a town with a bed

some I loved, others brought me jellwery and sea water in a jar

It\'s only you whom I gave dead babies. I smelt them, hugged them, like a bunch of withe tulipes in the bare arms of a bride

men used to spend hours inside of me, hunting for animals, growing plants.Now we own one book each and one side of the bed. People show me family albums with naked babies and wait for me to say how lovely they are. People are mean.

Snow is starting from nowhereand all my men go back to the dream, in the town with a bed

It\'s only me who finds shelter in an empy womb