I’m the woman you’re mother warned you about
The one people wince at what may come out of my mouth
I say what I want even at your grandmother’s house
I might even slouch on her couch
Peep my reflection and take a selfie with my tongue out
Yea that’s me
The one she told you could never be a wife
Because I’m too obscene
Five foot nine, with half my height in my legs
Covered in ink, with clothes that compliment my curves
Your mom wants you with a tamable girl
Not one that makes her son beg
She only wants the BEST, I guess you’re her whole world
But I’m the girl with a past life
A girl who wasted all her twenties being lost in the fast life
Two kids with two daddies, with no desire to have more
no grand-babies for her
I bet your mom thinks I’m a whore
She warned you about those baby mamas
She thinks my children diminish my worth
Well, I got news for that lady
I’m the wildest thing that’s ever happened to you, baby
I might not have the prettiest history
Those are all facts, that’s no mystery
But once you’ve had me, life without me is misery
I’m the best left, so its best you play it right
Before I leave you empty and let your mama tuck you in at night
Dom Wynette, ‘I Am the Woman,’ Darker Objects
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–Dom Wynette
Most pieces you read from Dom Wynette are fragments of her in breadcrumb poems and rants, that are begging her readers to follow the trail to her soul. As a stage four cancer survivor, the mother of four is most recognized for her transparency through her words, she is also unafraid to go against the grain to release her thoughts. Learn more at DomTheBlogger.com
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