Drowned

Resting Supine on antiseptic hospital sheets she holds water streams between
Eyelids praying dams hold
Between thoughts of how she got here
And where she swore in childhood dreams she would be
Skipping stone across sandy expansions
Picking spices from unclaimed lands
She lays now legs in iron stirrups
Feet bare and sore from destination-less journey
Womb spread vast like HIV in black blood lines
She hears chatter
Muffled over by woman sobs
Maternal cries against unnatural destruction of self
Of life turned in loose bowel
Infantile parts gathered from suction tubes placed
Gallantly in containers marked hazardous waste
The skull and cross bone
An ominous reminder of this poison
This unfathomable act
Paradoxical in nature
The Dr. Speaks
Asking only for consent
Clandestinely removing this burden
This choice induced labor
I wonder if his heart is as cold as his eyes
Blue as iced rain
Sleet between legs as metal meats flesh
And I am sleeping
Supine on pristine white sheets
Unaware
perhaps because I would hear their screams
The pleas for mercy
Perhaps we would at once be torn from a place of rest
Denied life
Perhaps it is best I rest here
And dream a little while longer