I had never let myself fall into nature fully Into my nature fully To relax and trust The seasons And winds And stink To know that You could be loved there, In the carcass of love Skin pulled Flesh Chewed Feasting on the beast of each other Just an animal Down to the bones Licking them clean Until you’re a tangled oracle Of cracked ribs and fingertips Entwined That hawks may circle And pick apart That wisemen may read And sift through Like misshapen piles of sticks Not knowing who is who What is what Where is where We became in our mess Pools of blood and tears Sticky against our bones
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