"Boy Named August"
Almost at six now I see clear
The darkness has gone away, my dear.
My mind is renewed and fresh
As prideful tears my mother has wept
A man is what I'm finally becoming
While thirty is just around the corner
I am thrown into a new land
Far away from what I've knew before
This place is small but huge to me.
Big is the greater possibilities.
A new identity, a different me.
This version isn't high from crystal.
This person can clearly think.
Growth and maturity have taken place.
Something only time is responsible for..
Counting days weeks instead of days
As I wait for November, somewhere new to lay..
I'll be released with 9 months new.
A cleansed soul and body, my baby due.
The name for my spawn may be odd
But gender is male, he is my brother.
August burned without a scar.
This month is one to remember.
Six is half and almost full,
10 pounds with some ounces.
Infant child of mine.
Written on: August 20, 2016.
Accompanied by photography of 36 year old self, starting at 5AM..