Saturday, May 3, 2014

Poem - Gen

First breath, first thought
Blinding light, all is light
Feelings -- what is a feeling?
Thump in my chest, touch around my back
Floating in the air, but still all light
Screaming, gasping for air, anything
Floating is gone, now feel stable
Sharp pain, somewhere? Is that mine?
Losing connections to what used to be
Screaming, unstopping screaming
Can anyone hear me? What is this?
Feel these things at my side, what are these?
Wave them up and down,
Long things with littler things on the end
Light finally relents, and I see something strange --
A big hulking thing like me, looking over
Staring back at me, my screaming ends for a moment
Who is that? Who is he? Or it?
He lifts up his long thing at his side and moves it back and forth
What is that? Why did he do that? I keep staring
He walks over, picks me up and puts a long cloth on me
He’s making sounds, noises that I’m just starting to make out
What does he mean? Is he making noises at me?
Another big hulking thing gives him a long flowy thing
He wraps the flowy thing around me, and it’s dark for a moment
All of a sudden I’m warm, almost as warm as…
As what? Where was I before now?

I’m not sure, but now it feels safe.

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