birth
in the beginning there was semen
in a deep mouth of flesh
and the crest i traveled
on a wave of virile mess
through a tunnel of mucus
and on toward a vault
with tourists and traffic
i just paced myself
not i as my whole self
just the half that i had
before greeting the rest
of my better half
a connection was made
through a shared love of science
and vows were taken
a seed was hired
a cavern of fluid
brought shape to my hide
in the months that remained
till the time of my life
i thrashed for the reason
of spilling from the crack
to the palms of a doctor
to a towel full of scraps
my brains wouldn't fit
through her organ of sex
an incision was made
with a scalpel and mask
i should have noticed the beauty
and not how it hurt
wet like a cherry
in the bloodbath of birth