Birth
Sam Stonebraker

I was born

with a hole

tunneled through my blood,

to the mindless new face of the sun,

to an umbilical ocean

broken by meridians,

amidst false paperwork

& a crowd of desperate interests,

I was born like the morning,

sudden & awake,

cool & bright,

I was born in music

from small invisible lips,

from the holy subversion

of passion,

from the question of the name,

the manifest

in a short winter’s day,

I was born.

27 August 2001