Re-born
Almost inches from Hell,when I was about to drown,
as I fell,
before I reached the ground,
Reason held out his hand.
But it took me a while
to understand.
Yet, I was still a child,
[despite my fully-grown breasts
despite my addiction to sex]
I kept the instincts wild
hating Mild
[mild temperature
mild literature]
sleepy hearts.
So I joined the venture
held my breath,
pulled out
the darts you had sent,
grabbed your arms
and felt the brown
touch of th Earth.
As you gave birth
to my new Life.
Poetry by emily chambers
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Written on 2008-02-11 at 17:07
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