When was it
That Stephen decided
That his mind
Should lie
In constant unrest?
At what point did he
Feel that urge
To confess
That pursuit of content
Always Happy
Happy-Go-Lucky?
This is a thing worth striving for,
Not-worth-doing.
In a quick and breathless action
Stephen is relieved
His breath is fog
His mind is fixed and ready.
FROM HIS LOINS UP THROUGH HIS SPINAL COLOUMN HIS SEED FLOWS FERTILE NORTH TOWARDS HIS CONSCIOUS WOMB AND ATTEMPTS HIS CHOICE PERSONAGE.
If an ovum has been released,
Stephen can unite himself with himself.
For Stephen it's a race and there can only be one winner.
Now there is a new Stephen.
The monoparent is lost to dead memory.
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