1:03 AM
I feel it deep within.
Pulsing life where there was none.
Writhing and
encased in warmth until I
break open
present myself
to the exotic form before me.
Time starts again.
Now I begin
my own arms surround me
This film of skin peeled back
from this body
I remake myself
reborn
as you gaze upon me
so that you might call me beautiful.
This poem is about:
Me