Glimpsed its face,
Didn't mind its own business
As an innocent would
With eyes turned skywards, or
Down, inspecting fingernails.
No, it met my flash of recognition
With malicious glee.
Wet, bulging orbs stared back at me.
Shame, like an egg cracked on my head,
Slithered down to my shoulders.
A cold shawl warped my flesh.
“Everyone has bad days,” they said.
“Nothing's as bad as you imagine.”
Do they know how its breath stinks, and
Now, I must lift it and suckle that bite.
Clutch it close,
Like the secret.
Only you helped me, when you told me
“We all have vile babies, you know.
We spend parenthood justifying their need for oxygen..”
How I laughed.