Reclined on the gurney

My mind filled with worry

My body wrecked with despair.

Broken down. Once again.

Mom, help.

You stroked the crown of my head.

My teeth clapped together uncontrollably. 

Dominion stripped away.

First by torrential evacuation 

of my gut and bowels.

Second, by the ephemeral heat that began

In my buttocks 

climbed my back

Intoxicated my mind

Then pooled in my prefrontal cortex.

Mama, I need help.

My legs ignore me

And my clouded head heavy with

The sweat that glazed my brow

Was now a cold and clinging vise that enveloped me.

Mama, I…

I was reminded of love.

Told me that I would be all right.

Your bosom warmed my forehead

And steeled my soul.

Your love 

Stoked my floundering flame of hope.

I warmed slowly.

The labor of my rebirth complete.

I remembered that you love me.