mind scars // flesh wounds
i’m letting her out
i’m setting her free
nakey atop my favorite spring dipping hole
full expression
vibrating bones
darting eyes
mind on fire
unleashed
she’ll rip me to shreds
make art
out of the ribbons of my flesh
i never considered
that my mind could heal
more scars than my skin
she will not kill me
i cannot die
It’s just that she understands
sometimes you have to break your bones
to set them right again
her soul—my soul
is climbing out of my throat
like it’s never seen the light
until the moment it caught fire