Hey
be a good girl
don't leer at me w/ broken eyes
we don't fear them anymore
The crisp combat of your voice
it holds no more ground
We all speak
with the same blemished breath

The womb is gone
though don't be afraid
you'll return to her again some day

Open those eyes
peer softly
peer w/ gentleness
at this so called
victim gentleman

Look on to those w/ love
it will mirror back into your soul
heal your matrix mandala

Mature w/ me
your mesmerized mind
and maybe we
can fix its
freaky fractures
and
capture forgotten laughter
and
keep it here
forever after