i have carried in myself passion and thorns and christ i have carried fear pain love loathing i have (mis)carried justice and children who will never see the light of day
father forgive me for my hair loves my neck as my skin loves my bones my thighs are scarred and my wrists bleed for someone else my lips and my crescent ******* are swollen with kisses from lips that hold me together forgive me for my scarlet blood (it tastes like lincoln copper on my tongue) forgive me for my renaissance form bursting from the sea my limbs inter twined with tree branches armslegs like snakes
father forgive me for my body is broken but my soul pulses with lovelight and blessings