Saturday, February 19, 2011


I do not know when I became a stranger
to you. The amniotic fluid
glistened on my skin
so new in the first moment we met.

Did time blossom for you then?
Did my eyes see you?
Did an angel sing in your ear that this
flesh of your flesh
was now your son?

With my first scream the world must have
crushed in around you like water
bursting through a dam.

Was I strange to you then
as I am strange to you now?
Did we, could we have ever
known each other?

You were a child's giant,
bearded friend.

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