I the child in the coral colored honeycomb cradle
Conceived in the mantle of my makers father
When lust laid restless in my mother’s ruble
When tunes screamed fire from the organ bone
In the hole dug deep of emotional wet roundness
Spun the earths first round creating me
.
I the embryo immersed in enchanting pleasure
Warmed by the womb in this woman’s treasure
Formless and floating protected from danger
Pondering nothing the world still a stranger
.
I this genetic gene taking a garden like swim
Gallantly growing outward flourishing within
One head two arms two legs wide apart
Suddenly thumping pounds in my heart
.
Something warm is racing through my veins
My very first message arrives in my brain
I realize something feels very strange
A dyke has broken and is being drained
.
A crack in time beckons this far away right
It steals my serenity and forces my flight
A permanent tug on the string of my kite
Crashing too earth the birth of my life
.
My first breath to lungs I burst out of song
From innocent cheeks spanked for no wrong
Crying for help I hear my new mother singing
I am suddenly alive and a new human being
.
One day a touch from a womanly hand
I’ll do my part as a parenting man
Years from now when I become me
I cut a branch from the blood sap tree
Spinning the worlds first round
Creating another me
