DO NOT FIX A THING
If you lay your hands upon my body
Do not dare to fix a thing
Watch as Life pours through my eyes
My tears are not to be cleaned
Grief will tear open my throat
as I remember Her name
But I am from an unbroken Circle
And can tend my own flame
Memories held captive in darkness
By a man I used to know
Released in coagulated blood
of my womb’s cleansing flow
I gaze upon your fear
of this corporeal fury and fire
You are quite unlearned
in the thrashing Wildnerness of desire
Your work is to stand witness
as I tremble and quake
Within this fear of Her writhing
your long lost inheritance awaits
This terrain you tried to tame
has set itself ablaze
for you to feel the heat
of death’s regenerative gaze
Your hands are shaking
upon my flesh and blood aboil
hold steady my love- yes, right there
and watch how She rebuilds her own soil
It is your great misfortune
to mine Her for diamond rings
your false treasures tell me
you know not what makes my heart sing
I unlock this cage of perceptions
that I am broken and crazed
in need of some saving
from your uninitiated heroic ways
So steady those hands
That crave to hold my form
Do not dare fix a thing
And learn from that which you were born.
