Jeff Connelly Poet I do not know?

Intake

i seem to be
laying sleeping
dry but porous
before you rain
on me showering
me not with ego but
the power of poetry for
you're words i absorb be
cause i'm a sponge among
other things also being one

that recalls days when younger
as well as among memories
before i was born not 
still born but still 
before i was 
born like 
when in 
my Mum
's womb 
when i

kicked 
hard so 
hard that 
i made her
hiccup but
what was to 
become a giggle
then she knew a
silly son was about
to rise above her hor

i zon thus then to
begin her and i's 
battle that now 
i'm not proud 
of for i cross
ed that line 
so many
times 
that
she 

needed 
a stop watch 
and a diary to 
keep watch over 
for what i'd become 
or not and now though
she has passed the past 
will always be in the present 
but not gift wrapped but warped 
for not what it's glitter is worth for

now my she is not my Mum
but someone who com
forts and keeps me
safe in mind kind
ly expressing th
at which when
read but so very
soon to be heard
which when will 
leave me speechless

but 
never
forever
actually
having left 
me but will be 
with me as i soak 
up her words mouthing
them in a 
type writt

en form forming
the what from
mi Musa to 
her poetry
that only
she not
i can
say 
is
s

peak
so now
i know when
she has spread
my legs and lips
and taken and kiss
ed that which i have
willingly given to give
what which will never be
forgotten or to be ever 

me

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