Down's Before Birth

Down’s before birth

If you could change this life

for a real one,

 - say -  with a fuller story

wherein you have a new handle

marauding through a spanking world

maybe in a place more lost

-       would you go?

And how would you feel about your new life?

Imagine you’re ready,

standing moments before birth

in pounding rain

shivering with all anticipation

and calmly

turning down your little dial of mind

to nothing – wanderer -

with such a lot to give:

perhaps it’s not so dark and cold

as you fight your way into a sweeter handicap;

rebirth

as fool, magician, simple creature, king.

Are you going?

I put Andrew to bed

remembering without fail

to sing Scarborough Fair

eyeball to eyeball

head to head

and I know he’ll probe

– honest as a boy –

for one more burst

- a final verse -

of mutual joy.