I Didn’t Ask

I didn’t ask to be born.

Love crashed together.

Love pushed me out.


I don’t will my lung’s inflections.

I don’t whip my ventricles

yelling “stroke, stroke, stroke.”


I won’t ask to die either.

Love separates my self.

Love pushed me to you.


Each breath it’s evidence

as chambers syncopate

murmuring “you, you, you.”

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