And your tuneless hums molded my days, just a little
Your anger, longing, those lengthy years of loneliness
Amma, did they give birth to me too, just a little?
Here comes another moment of thwarted desire, another loss, yet another thorn in hidden heart's flesh
Gathering pebbles in the sand, we played, just a little
Amma, where does one learn to play with people?
I emerged from your womb as he did from another
Into this ocean of fathomless need for the other
In each other's boats we glimpsed dry land, just a little
Amma, how many boats lie buried in an ocean's womb?
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