Been enough madam big belly
in comfortable harem pants
Now I become a spiritual
matryoshka, I blow myself up:
      
my child (the little parasite
which I, in a wide-leg squat
hoopla, pulled into my arms)
grows, crawls and tries to walk
further and further away from me
but I will not allow it to escape
      
all my life I will extend
my most sensitive nerves
straight from my mother heart
to embrace all
of his world forever