LOVE AND PUKE

[hesawacko]

I love reading about others dealing with raising children

Hi all,
I've been trying to turn the angst of fatherhood into some humorous poetry... hopefully.  Still very novice, but please feel free to hammer on this.  I'd appreciate the feedback/thoughts.

LOVE AND PUKE

Warm and wet
I hear the splatter
But I'm too numb
For it to matteri think this is more for rhyme than substance because it seems to be the whole matter
Wetness spreads across my chest
Drips that haven't come to rest
I wipe your tears
I feel your slime
For you
I'll be here every time

Plaintive eyes and burning headI like these two lines standing alone because you're talking about yourself without the 'i'
Abandon thoughts of sleep and bed

No more wondering if you're sick
I hug you close
And feel us stick

My wife would always worry if the crying or puking is developing sickness so I don't understand why you're not wondering anymore, just exhaustion keeping you on autopilot?  

Yes, was actually trying for that feeling of total exhaustion, yet still realizing this is what you've signed up for.  The "wondering"is if he's sick - which of course is answered when he pukes.   thanks much for the feedback!