Wednesday, September 14, 2005

that which is born...

Such a long night of pushing
You hover, permeate, penetrate,
Subdue, imbue,
Shove, squeeze, brood, convict.
I feel like I’m being pushed through the birth canal.
Morph me, for I’ve been born once before –
Flawed, broken – there’s damage to mend.
Remake me. Re-create.
Deliver me.

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