Fat Ducts

From the side, you would swear I was carrying a basketball at chest height.

From the top, these nipples look like angry weapons,

ready to take out a pair of wandering eyes.

From straight ahead, nothing can miss these bulls eyes,

transfixing anyone who dare look straight on.

From below, they barely slouch,

hanging gently to the side and covering most of my head.

Baby, you are not due for 7 and a half more months,

yet my milk ducts have exploded inside me.

And everyone is noticing.