They were her words but my truth
mouth covered red, eyes smudged
black from haphearted sweeps of my arm.
I stand naked and bloody
but golden and tall
hair free, natural and wild
larger than life
like a wolf or lion.
eyes dancing with fire.
For his latest crimes
he begged forgiveness
desperate ask of re-entry
into body and life.
Her words echoed through me
danced around me like a chant.
I started again
devouring the beating organ in hand
ripped bloody and raw from open chest.
Still glowing, I continued
head heavy with pride
body and soul fueled with hate fire.
"We would, sooner eat our own hearts,"
she had said, "than give ourselves again."