As in cargo ships.
Fear takes pictures below.
My heart inside stone ballasts.
Saving letters.
I burn it down.
I burn it down & walk away.
Correct.
Ate, now sick.
Years ago fruit grew.
My wound grows skin with wine.
& she burns.
Price payed for pale beauty.
Still alive.
My torch home.
I search for my children
Frozen in winter's grace.