Friday 6/20/2008 11:49:00 PM

The little kick from inside the big belly of the darkness. Incubating. The fetus. The hungry child of nothing determined to be born.

The longest day. Digesting. Breathing skin. Thundering chests. Roaring eyelids. The shortest night. The few words said. The miscarriage. Birth happens only as collateral damage. Life assumes it is self-evident. The insect thinks the world is small. However far it can walk. The dust lands. Escaping from soft skeletons. I'm getting smaller. I'm staring. At nothing. Certain it is there.

Because I say it is.

Because alone like this is not an option.

Not for long.

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