Tuesday, January 21, 2020

Year 55

I was born in the eleventh hour
Fifty minutes and some odd seconds
My mother took the gas
Why wouldn't you, she would say
Later

I was born in the eleventh hour
Umbilical cord wrapped around my
Neck, jaundiced, kept in the hospital
Birthmarked

I was supposed to be dead
Choked by that which was
Supposed to sustain me

Well I'm alive.

I was born in the eleventh hour
Of some Aquarian dream

I used to like to keep fish
Until my twin Angel fish
Barbara

Died

That's what I got
Born in the eleventh hour
One January

My birthmark is hardly
Visible

(These Days)

I got other marks more visible
More diseases that puss up
On a regular basis

I was born in the eleventh hour