The Goddess
is a beak
without mercy
piercing my brain
pecking me apart
in self
hate
disgust
really?
Numbness turns
the world into
Gold Lead
my beloved
earth – dead
all but One
gift from
Beyond
monochromatic
on the brightest fall
days
not a word
from the trees
dull stupid
Backwards brain
twisted body
Backwards brain
Forward
Inside out
Upside
Down
Inside out
Brain
spewing
coiled
Serpents
through tortured
body
what
hellish fury
awaits
me beyond
the next gate
I curl
cringe inward
belly to fur
Stay your Poison
Once out of joy
I birthed a
Bird goddess
I sculpted her
holy
serpent hisses
withers my guts
fangs drip blood
squeeze
breath
from old lung
razor sharp
talons
crush
beating
red heart
Devourer
strips
bone to
bone
stretching sinew
to pain
(have I not loved
you enough?)
why wield
a silver
scythe?
You already
own me
choking on
disorientation
Jingled
to crazy
Winged Nightmare
splinters each night
paralyzes
Light…
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