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Titled: "Unburied"
 
There are two kinds of men
But both can procreate.

One can be nutured
One can see faces
One understands women have hearts.

Others know what we can give
But the list just gets longer;
Capability turns us to robots in their eyes.

When robots backtalk, it is nagging
To keep our babies, we must swallow back,
Re-ingest the well of our hearts.
Bitter pills upon return
Our muscles ache with the strain of never speaking.
We believe who they say we are.

This is the price to pay for peaceful homes

But sometimes
When they have used our bodies,
When we have starred in their fantasies,
Been the perfect lovers
With no back stories or needs

We find a longing
To visit the graves of those who will not die.
Our dreams lie murdered,
Unburied
For we cannot meet their eyes

It is too much
To confront our longings
Face to face.
 

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