i am many things
br o k e n
and just dazzled enough
to deprive the sky
of sight
soothsayer of the future alchemist of rain
making wine
where there were only
tears
hearting a beat
where there was only
silence
i can do this better
than any other
woman (messiah)
¡Ahora! you fool, i howl
throwing blood and thunderstorms
onto the porches of
your demons
i only want
that you are bliss
my heart a hospital
for the wounded
uncertainty is a welcome guest
here:
pranayama BTW
a chemical and physical process
out of me ~ into you
adumbrate all you want
there will be no aftermath
i am always here
this is effortless now
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