(jann c castor 9th of January 1998)
MY INNOCENCE 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
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