Poets' Coop's E-Group Forum: A Virtual Writers' Group
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COMA
(A 20 year old man wakens from a19 year coma to meet his 19 year old daughter.)
You say you are my daughter,
yet you are no older than I.
Am I still in the time of my dying,
when from the sudden screech,
my head marbled the windshield?
What floods of blood have surged and waned
leaving the furrows of my dreams
enriched in layered humus,
as I slept like a seed in the wind
wanting only black earth to root in.
Will I sleep tonight again to find myself
swirling through your hourglass curves,
sifting through the crystal opening,
like you, the flesh of my making,
falling from my womb of sand?
~M.D. 
