Before my BirthA Poem by Jacqueline Murray13 May 2012
I was stillborn before my birth,
bruised fresh from the womb Mother borne me purple before my birth and black as I borne defeat --Snatched from "my" nil and into the paper bag! Come, come drawing me from the vapored lakes-- I am airborne against the will I do not have, for none is granted to clayless statues --rather, figurines trinkets, bobbles, I know but say they idols (say shes idols) say I of them, heretics © 2014 Jacqueline Murray |
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