my calf hurts where I’ve been gnawing on the bone
and the freckles of my soul are showing
dark pours through
filling a cup
where I drink after eating

for my own soul is calling me to drop
and be born again
beborn             again
drop.

a fetus of umbilical cords
warped around my neck
causing me to laugh in my black tears
causing my eyes to darken and my ears
to bleed sounds down my cheeks in streaks

all for the delivery of being again
born
drop

soon     I’ll be feeling fine
when the darkness reenters my mind

taunt with whispers
cause me to rip out the last tufts of greasy black hair
from my…
and reeks my mind wild

one word: havoc
for I awalk back
wards back
lose the ground ever gained
back into the vagina
and through
again
drop
born.