The Miracle of Life

Glinting steel (surgical) slashes reality

tearing me free wailing against the sudden pressure

of gravity of expectations

of my gasping lungs

of the hands that thrust me

into the jarring violence

into clattering layered voices against fluorescent droning

into incessant light crashing against my retinas

into a thousand synapses flaring supernova

I scream.

The sound vanishes into a blanket.