Vertical Transmission

 
Meaning through your mother's
bloodstream

at birth
Or through lactation

Mouth closed around a notch
a node

to catch warm

milky spurt

But now you are of
an age
with scant

or nonexistent childhood
records

When did your skin stipple
with so much burn and loneliness


How many years

did you see that double-stranded

shadow
helix behind closed lids

This condition
supposed to be endemic

in your part of the world

Spherical and enveloped
Cells flood the brick-colored organ

Your hands helpless against the
flutter

as if some otherworldly
force came nightly to feast

Then in the morning
the thing grown back

And you
bound to the rock

Your own eternal
observer

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