who has a mother?

I say, all babies
but also: boards, ships, lodes, vinegar, sourdough

I say it lightly
trying to seem witty
but I can tell it upsets you as
I hear your silence transform
on the other side of the wall

who has a mother?
all babies
and even boards & ships & lodes
& vinegar
only you were not born of a mother
you say
you were not born of a mother
you were borne on the north wind
you sigh
that’s where you come from
a wind wizard made you out of a teardrop
then sent you away

I see, I say
well who is to say
that teardrop wasn’t your mother

I bet you look just like her

I bet you cry like her