Deep on so many levels...If I knew how to whistle, I would not have stopped yet. The unique style only adds to the many layered beauties painted by your phrasing. thou art to be Commended, Congratulations art thine!
My poem and I shiver in comparison to your depth and timbre. It's like watching a long-forgotten dream play out in a mirage, and thinking 'oh, yeah! ' I've got 0 experience with childbirth, but my meager poet's instinct screams 'A POEM FOR THE AGES! ! ' Congrats Wendy, and thank you for writing it.
I know ur gonna hate me this, but spelling is a major point of writing poetry. No matter how enrapturing the poem, if you misspell a word (dieing should be dying) , their gonna focus on that error, instead of the beauty and truth of the poem. Other than that, excellent poem. Well formed, gorily detailed, and darkly intriguing to the utmost extent. congrats, keep writing; -)