Purge

Taking first breathe, the new Adam on his knees.
      Crawling,
                  Collapsing,
                                Then up again.
             A grown
  Infant.
Purging himself of the cold, wet concrete and
                        Sewer grates.
A purging of the apple
To stop the rushing flood of change.
                             A purging,
         To return to blissful ignorance.