pupate (born into)
as a wing is to an arm
blessed with sky
as hand to fin
a million millions older than.
swim this ocean
of words and gestures
hide below the hive
and change
skin a thin grey blanket
around the world
to keep our blood unmingled
each heart pupates
rearranges. (you)
slough off dead cells.
become.
scrape your fingernails
across this membrane:
emerge into the world
bloody-eyed and smiling.
2 comments:
You work fast huh! I love the theme (pupate, clever), the first stanza is my favorite, but nothing beats bloody-eyed and smiling!
You getting closer to hunting, catching, dissecting; like a hungry cat hunting a mouse...
PS maybe I should check how terribly I comment before click post next time!
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