i am the fetus within she
throbbing membranous love
begotten by aspiring they
the slow descent into alive
from ether smells and bloody birth
through cradles of begin
i am all tiny hell and heart
wet diaper stage of noisy am
a crying, wriggling useless it
inordinantly small
not knowing heres from theres of at
until i go through pangs of tall
now from this whirling doom
which glides through downs in up
infinity will stir, and always groan:
how all beginnings start from stop
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a strong compact narrative moving and profound charting our birth our death our spot in the Cosmos here, then gone still joy at every moment a fine poem