25 december 2011
blockages
the flawless wrinkles
settle gently now.
Creases of water
force themselves
upon the murky
minds of infants.
The exteriors delve
into sinuous stains
of plasma, scattering
e v e r y w h e r e
to take
over the clear veracity. Gasps of air
interrupt the silence;
whispers of death.
Limbs
stop jolting.
Scarlet sins flood her
eyes.
The wrinkles do
not return.
A spurt of
tranquility.
The mother
stares at her
creation with
such joyous
approval.
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