Biography of a Nobody
September 9, 2011 § Leave a comment
A woman—breast bulging with milk
gave birth and nobody was born.
There where building blocks and
a rocking horse and nobody played.
When a girl with crooked hair
moved in next door nobody
cherished her glance, nobody
spoke softly her name. But
somebody was born and nursed
beneath a mother’s melting eyes.
Somebody did with those blocks
build a castle and rode a rocking
horse through its gate, and remember
the girl with crooked hair? who grew
into a woman with crooked hair,
well that same somebody filled
her mouth with kisses that
breast bulging she gave birth
to nobody, who yet is somebody,
and might even be you.