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