Patti Masterman


I Was Always Beaten


I was always already beaten
Before they'd dropped the flag
Blown the whistle
Fired off the starter pistol
Popped the champagne cork
Rang the bell
Flashed the cape at the bull.

I was always already late
When I first poked out
Head, from the womb
Had my first spanking
Had my first wail
Took my first gasp:
They said I couldn't go back.

I was already running behind
For my wedding
For other weddings
For baby showers
For funerals
For my own funeral-
They'll just have to start without me.

Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010

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