the very first time I’ve ever
tasted death
storks carried it through the sky
while half naked boys and fully naked girls
swam in the sea
and all the cats in the city danced
and cried
the very last time I was ever
born
fat worms devoured my soul
underneath the earth
invisible hands cradled me up in the moon
and in a dream I’ve entered a new birth
a dream I said a dream
as wet as a garden washed by morning dew
you may ask me what the dream was about
and lying I’ll say
that the dream was all about
you
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