Navel

Born,
and not by the milk of your mother did you feed
Soft and slimy and baffling to the eucalyptus plant you have woken up on
Sipping from the sun,
The lichen on every solid rock,
The nitrogen in this atmosphere doesn't help you stay awake
Appendages stretch among the soil
Below the canvas of blue
Above the life beneath you
Do you have a navel ?
No
Not stripped from the only connection to your dear mother
Not starved from the fluids attaching you to life
You were placed here
On this eucalyptus plant
Wet and drenched in controversy
Debate
Debate
Debate
Adam, you have confused us