Birth Bell
You loved me in your womb
I was company to you, right there with you
immersed in your toxic chemicals
engaged in your highs and lows
I felt your stress these past 7 months
my brain is so distorted
sometimes I don’t know the difference
between amniotic fluid and nicotine
I think you inhale one and smoke the other
It’s 2 am and I hear the baby birth bell
It’s calling me, but I am not ready
I don’t think I have enough testosterone
to save myself in turbulent times
The carelessness of your birth canal makes me anxious
it expands and contracts with no direction or purpose
like I am on a roller coaster
going too fast and
I am just hanging on
to a life in the fast lane
The doctor says I am a survivor
The nurses admire my broad shoulders
Aunt Kate says she will look after me
because I remind her of you
Copyright © Renee Robbins | Year Posted 2015
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