Monday, November 30, 2015

the new born

pink fruit,
or black,
or blossoms off color
and browned,
a sage
or yellowed
hue, bundles of
life,
wrapped and waiting
to be taken
home.
out from under
the glass, freed
from
a mother's womb.
reaching
and crying already
for things
they can't have,
trying to do
what they can't do.

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