It started in the depths of the cervix
Gravity held it for a time
Temperance of those ahead and behind
A sudden compression from the sides
Feeling of it all being smashed
All darkness
The brain pumped it
Its own cervix
Also its depths
The eyes went sharpening
Forming knives
That hurt the fine end of the duct
Piercing piercing
Now the liquid
Goes squeezing
Suffering has an end
It is on the slide of the tear
Merging and vanishing
Its death creates cheers
Confusion dazzling
Heart is again on track
The organism learns
And next time
Pain will not kill us
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