Today a child was born

From a womb of confusion

And in a fit of unknowing will

Was given to despair

A knock on the door

A skip of her heart

In a fit of uneasiness

Was hoisted in the air



And seven days float on

Written word becoming apt

A hidden looking glass

Begging you to go away

Roll the tongue, another year

Customary closing on

This January is long enough

It was too late yesterday



Did I speak to soon?

Caterpillar crawl down deep

Stupid boy are you

I know to take but not to keep



The chrysalis has broken through

In my stomach scratch a wall

Dying boy are you

Left alone to cry and crawl

Withered boy are you

Skin is thin and wanting leave

A filthy boy are you

Ever more than you perceive