replica!

I searched my whole life for a womb, a distinctive and special a womb, more reflective than the mirror, more current than the river.

now this is my last note I'm writing. as I'll pass the gate of death with volition. then I'll enter the one womb of mine with volition.

the one womb of mine is that which kills me in an instant. Nay! that'll be just a blink. the one womb of mine is that which I'll come out in an instant. as a crowned and conquered child! as my own replica, my own god, my own dawn!

25 Feb 2017