Friday, January 12, 2007

Conception

You saw me
red, covered with scarlet lime
you know
The end of my umbilical cord
You saw it all
When my first tear broke
With a little soft wail
From conception to birth
From the womb of your affection
You bled me into existence
And how i wish
The umbilical cord was never cut
and the blood never washed

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