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Umbilical forever [124]

Umbilical forever

Wires plugged into walls,
earphones plugged into phones,
we remain attached to the source,
unwilling to be born.

When did it start—
if not in the womb—
when someone forgot to cut the cord;
we carry the placenta with us.

Hard-wired, we do not wander far;
our soft-ware's programmed to self-destruct
if we dare unplug.

We incubate
until we're ready to procreate,
eager to be reborn.

© Kåre Enga (7.juin.2017) [174.124] /30:7.1/

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