The milk swooned over the spoon and <br />swirled itself into the coffee cup. <br /> <br />Her lips took a sip and <br />found it still too hot. <br /> <br />Leaving her coffee to cool <br />she undid the top two buttons of her blouse. <br /> <br />The tiny hand <br />held the breast in place <br />as if to keep it from escaping. <br /> <br />The nipple blindly tried to find <br />the place in the baby's face <br />where it could come to rest. <br /> <br />Baby's mouth <br />suddenly collided with <br />the searching nipple. <br /> <br />'Bliss! ' it breathed. <br />'Bliss! ' breathed the breast. <br /> <br />The room smiles <br />as it swells to the <br />curious sound of sucking/ <br /> <br />'Undid her dress there and then and when... <br />she had finished exposing herself <br />she shoves the baby onto the tit! ' <br /> <br />He stops and spits. <br /> <br />'I was fit to breast...bURST! ' <br /> <br />The Freudian slip <br />peeps out from behind <br />the words spilling out of his mouth. <br /> <br />His disgust spews <br />(splits at the seams) <br />bursts out into sheer <br />anger. <br /> <br />'Fuckin' whore! ' <br /> <br />All this is hissed <br />in a whisper <br /> <br />loud enough to seep into <br />her consciousness. <br /> <br />Her breast weeps milk <br />into the now sleeping baby's mouth.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-milk-of-human-kindness/
