I stepped away
Outside myself
Gathered in whatto observe
Took two steps too far
Fell off the edge of Earth
I hung from Her branchesbranches
Clinging like vine
I sank into Her soul
Until her blood ran mine
Frozen peace surrounds me
Muffles liquid cries
Sings a siren song
Rest in Her lullibies
Silver tipped tongue
Drips clouds like velvet words
Winds like secret whisper
Truth the spine needs heard
This poem is so visceral- walking too far off the earth. I love the wetness of it- her blood ran mine, liquid cries, silver tipped tongue, drips clouds. This feels like a dark and shining dream.
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