I am not maternal
nor do I wish to be,
there are other ways to be woman
that have less to do with caring for others
and more to do with creation
not to mention that if you equate female
with womb-using then
you're wrong and this poem isn't for you.

Its for the ones whose mothers are offended
by their choice to abstain,
though they witnessed every wrinkle of
terror, every shadow of pain
of mother's face,
it does not have to be the only way.

This is for the ones
who know they would be good mothers,
and don't need you to tell them,
the fact remains that just because you're good at it
doesn't mean you need to commit your life to it
otherwise
Tony Abbott would be a lawyer
and Tiger Woods would be a pornstar,
Paris Hilton would be a model
and the Daily Telegraph would be a firestarter.
I am good at anythign I put my mind to
but i'm not putting my mind to parenthood.

Before you call me selfish,
take a look in the mirror, friend
for what could be more selfish that you own desire
to extend your life through a miniature copy of
your and your wife?
Also, sidenote, how can I be selfish to a thing that doesnt exist yet
and just because you created my future in your head doesn't mean i'm going to live it.
So there.

I am not maternal, which is why i thought i was a lesbian,
still pretty convinced, when it seems to me
that hetero malarky is built on motherless men
who know not how to care for themselves,
do the washing, make the bed,
see the need for medicines and rest,
Need constant validation for their personal direction,
as well as motivation, love, understanding, trust,
and all the while, i'm sposed to do the washing up too?
Fuck you. That isn't love,
that's gender slavery and i'm not up for it
I told you, i'm not maternal,
so don't expect me to mother you mate,
I don't care if you're late to work,
you should have woken up earlier,
I don't care if you've lost your keys,
you should order yourself better
it's not my fault if you've forgotten to eat,
You're 34 years old
and i am not your mother.