Oct 2023
the prison is
deep
her walls masked
in sewed flesh
there is only
a sliver of light
that comes from
the womb
awakening the
night
brewing many
storms into potent
thoughts
hide them
well
lest they pierce
through the skin
make a home
of murals
unwritten letters
to no one
that you keep
inside
let them return
to dusk
decay into
the rose tinted
sunsets
there are no
photographs
to remind you
of anything
nothing has
happened for
years.
