|(jann c castor 9th of January 1998)
My umbilicus cord
I am naked
I am a child.
Every frame is filled with my candor
There is no hurt
just one frame after another
counting and counting
I am watching me
And I laugh
and then I cry.
But I watch it again and again -
As if I wanted to turn the clock back
Back to my innocence.
copyright Jann C. Castor © 1998