WISH my heart soft Libra
i was rotting inside a cedar box
riding reaching North Star
— hey. Oh. Wait. I screamed
i was forever hating the thick-backed
men raping my love.
OH angel fell; bellicose /tears\
lose my hate: whatever. I forgot
my childhood and became what i am.
I was locked inside my MOUTH-moth
maggot lips eating cancer breath.
Hey! How we live. How we die.
forgiving memories that melt life.
Your fire. Inside my heart.
:: 10.19.2021 ::