Welcome

In the pre-life, we hear
voices. We swim, press
our ears against the shore.
No fear while sleeping;

no one here to warn us.

Of cloudy waters, the room
walls tighten, a supernatural
cold, first consciouseness
of danger. A mother's love

and welcome to death.

Out into a space as wide
as Universe, where light-bulbs
are constant stars, plaster ceiling
skies, a mask of oxygen, wind

blowing through twin tunnels.

No one says a word, the bomb
squad dismantle the explosive,
which to cut- the wires white,
black and red. Leaving only screams,

my screams, to break the silence.