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Abort Myself (a trilogy)

by Tim J Bono

I was born at home
In a bed

I wish I could return


Up and in,
Back and out.


I never had a preview.
I could not see

God said “Be”

(the suddenly)

And I breath.

a Rushing wind
Overpowering
un-volunteered Air
Arousing me


I sat in my heart

Resounding beat…

Listening

And

Listening...


Part II.


and count and bleed...

No one asked me-
“Yes Sir, Please”

My body grew surrounding me.
From her womb
Confining me.

I was taken

To a world to be
In as much pain as I choose to be

Inanimate undeniably,

Then
scourge the earth

For liberty


Part III.


The beginning of my eternity

Now a man, journeying

Walk the streets

Of reality

Faces meet,
Momentarily.

Growing onward
Groaning inwardly

Connect the stars

As I sleep

And scatter them far

At daybreak stirring me

11/15/2003

Posted on 11/16/2003
Copyright © 2024 Tim J Bono

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Melissa Arel on 04/21/06 at 12:22 AM

i really like this.. it definitely drew me in from beginning to end.. excellent work :)

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