Sunday, May 14, 2006

Gift

The day my chair was baptized
I acknowledged my body
could not stop the flood
gate opened
my sojourn
inside
where I was a stranger
where gland hormone contraction rule
softly
sucumb to the brutality that saved us
and whose mercy am I begging for anyway?

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Happy mother's day Z!

Anonymous said...

"The day my chair was baptised"

.... MONEY!

cara said...

Glad you liked it.

Anonymous said...

me 2. me likes. 1 hand baby holding typing..sorry more L8er