a poem for my children who hurt me

Would

You

Please

Stop

Biting

My nipples.

They are not your meal.
And you have teeth now
new ones
little jagged sharp ones
ya jackal.

Would

You

Please

Stop

Twisting 

My ear.

I'm pretty sure

If you worked at Guantanamo

You would get written up

For that kind of behavior.

Would 

You

Please

Stop

Pinching 

my armpit skin.

Of all the skins

You pick that skin

To pinch 

with your quick bird beak fingernails?

Would 

You

Please

Stop

Picking

My chin zit.

I know it's all "pick me pick me"

Like a bachelor contestant

But seriously

Take it from the at-home viewer

Don't

Pick

That

One.

Would

You

Please

Stop

Kicking

My tits.

If that was some kind of experiment

Consider your hypothesis supported:

When kicked repeatedly 

By a toddler 

From a prone position 

on a diaper changing table,

Tits are 

In fact

squishy.

Let's move on.

Would

Both of you

Please

Please

Stop

Pulling

My hair.

Head-butting

My nose.

Poking

My eye

With your probing

dentist tool fingers.

Thank you.