The stillness made from waves of emotion,
the remembrance of who I were
bagged by placenta
mesmerized in a comfort of bleeding heart
and all the joys n sorrows of a woman we’d never
forget to love.
.
Fluid.
This baby began in Fluid
bathing in Blood.
This baby did cry,
when,
after enduring such unbearable pain of separation
from the Holy Rhythm she come to depend on
Get smacked and cold,
trading familiarity of breath for metal
(essence 4
florescence)
bottom breasts for paper,
strapped to a strangers face,
his gloved hands even covered in skin
made to be False.
.
These lights don’t fool a child
, child no fool.
.
My Mother
was Strong woman. in nine month exact,
she placed her hands below her navel.
She’d stretched and allowed,
made room for this growth.
She’d felt and she moved as she worked by sunlight
laid by moonlight
n’absorbed AlLight.
.
with fluid dripping down,
a path to follow root
she walked slow n tall out in the even-ing.
AlLone,
Blood and God
comp any nough.
.
Bearing down and squatting up,
taking hold of tree and leaf for coverage
My Mother saw blackness in her prepare
her fire hand outstretched,
water bursting to join it
making boil
in this moment
so well
for Letting.
.
an with the sky for cover,
red earth drinking its tone in body;
the sickness draining out in pain
electric shock wasting someone feeble
My mother Yelled like no one could perceive
a howling far beyond wind
and caught in twinkling horizon.
.
She sang .
danced.
never blinked but to save room.
To her palms bled another body as hers doubled
and this child cried
but her Mother
kissed unspeakable depths off the lids of her eyes
and gave strokes to precious stones, her cheeks,
like subtle Does. In a way not even aware of itself.
2 hearts ne’er disconnected.
.
They rested from the toils
the earth beneath some warm cradle
.
n at next dawn,
all the bushes that encompassed
grew taller and more flourished
for the Terrible Triumph
had taken place unto this midst.
.
We Celebrated
.
as we shall under the next ceremony
a new kind of passing for all life,
.
Come to the Funeral.
V'Artichoke 