INCUBATION

Updated: Oct 11, 2021

This black night, which envelops me—I cling to the shroud

So that I may remain

Awhile longer

Unexposed

Before pale blue light swells

Through my window

And announces to me that

I am delivered prematurely

To what seems to be

The artificial glow of the incubation,

Newborn

Fragile and pallid

I remain unaware of the life which looks on before me


At dawn, my breath hovers like a kiss

To awaken in me

The silent scream, which declares

To you, my world,

That I am before you

Awake and undone


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