sweat bleeds away as cool embraces flesh
of newborn young held in a pool of dream
that labels soul for always life does catch
in sought to search to find what can does mean
eyes open to the whites and look around
in crisp bathe water held by hand so firm
with humming silence overwhelm a sound
as flail and grasp kick out a leg and arm
does start a-new this swimming in the stream?
as child of cross? or else of lovers fist
so painly yet in flip/side so serene
is soul to heaven ever be coerced.
a light oh come as struggle yes does cease
lungs sit empty—beaten. by the river
stand a group of ravens crying of peace
as stand and look in sky at newfound star
oh gone. so quick a life was known that you
could never hope to sin but wish and pray
of seeing death from far off point of view
but sniff. snuff. fivemonths.threeweeks.andaday.
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