𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗢 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗗. poetry.

I take a deep breath.

Of it all.

The life I knew is over.

The one where I was small.

The one where I covered my body to cater to other

Played the mother,

Crunched my bones into lace for my lovers.

The one where I hid success

Where I hid I was a mess.

The one where my sexual pleasure

Was measured

By what others could give.

Dependent on externals to show me to live.

This world is so much bigger than what I able to see

Devoured, liberated by the concept of infinity.

Meaningless yet dire

My return to wild, inspired

Graceful weaving of desire

Into what’s daily, required.

Hunger for the animal in me.

To tear out of my skin like fire on silk

My mother’s milk

Pulsing through my veins

Ancestry retrained

From a history of being tamed.

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