CONCEPTION

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Last night, at 11:59 PM, God ripped me from my body

Threw me into the ocean

And prompted me to search for gold


I cannot be baptized

I will never be clean

Until Christ is discovered within my own body

Until gold is found at the bottom of the Blood Red Sea


I've never taken part in communion

I've never feasted upon the body of Christ

I've never felt a thirst for the blood of my savior


I cannot swim


Some days I question whether or not I am human

I'm not too sure where I came from


My mother is a mirror

My father is an ox

He basks in his reflection

They seldom call it love


When I'm hungry

I'm never too sure what to eat

When I'm tired

I open my eyes to sleep


But


Last night, at 11:59 PM I experienced something magical

A painful ecstasy

An effortless heartache

A gritty pleasure


Last night god ripped me from my body and

Threw me into the ocean


Where the sand giggles at the octopi's ticklish fingers

The stars sneeze from the wave's humor

The sun gazes like an omniscient God.


I've realized this is the first time I've taken breath


Last night

at 11:59 PM

I was born.


Prompted to search for my soul

I found the sound of existence


Now all is finally quiet


The sand doesn't giggle

The stars don't sneeze

The sun is obsolete

But


Still


I cannot swim


When I feel midnight breeze


               When I gaze lonely moon


                           God does not answer. 

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