The Wild Place Before the Beginning
Did You Know Another Word for Belly Is Matrix?
I wonder what’s happening
far below my mind and heart
and
in my
uterus. Is my son
entertaining himself by swimming,
does he worry about his future novel,
or is he building tents
and imagining wild things
found only in fantastical forests?
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I can’t help but dream
that his little world is extraordinarily
magical.
His world is hidden
from the one he’ll one day
know, fear, love, and rebel against.
I can’t help but imagine
that his current play place
is far more exciting
and strange than simply
a dark cave
where nutrients
mysteriously enter.
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It’s the somewhere
where he first experiments