Like everyone and everything,
she was born of dusty effluent of morbid stars.
She was carbon bright.
The filament bridged and glowed.
Like everyone and everything,
she was born a bursting prophet of origin and eventuality.
Rare to rich over-burn.
She was born a single treed forest burnt crisp.
Like everyone and everything
she was born tossed and caught.
From blank non-being into being.
From blinding gestate to cold dark earth. A stone.
Like everyone and everything,
she was born to veiled nursemaids of pain and pleasure.
One was called need,
the other, want.
Like everyone and everything,
she was born crying out, to mark short span of being.
Compressed together,
screaming apart.
Like everyone and everything,
she was born fissured with impurity.
That is the crack and split of
pyrophytic seed.
Like everything and every being,
she was born highly charged.
Repulse and attract imminent.
A spark seeking the touch of circuit.
Like everything and every other being,
she was born a one time thing,
in everlasting experiment.
With potential toward all else.
Like everything and every being,
she is diminished by neglect.
As semi-precious as core clustered diamonds.
As underfoot as turquoise.
Like every being,
she was born with unspoken name.
Like everything,
she was born without spoken name.
Like everyone and everything that must be,
she was born blankly
grasping for a given name.
Oh Turquoise Daughter.
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