God, can i talk to your heightened
letters while you break me down
under my glory and pains and
piece by piece release my solitude
into one spirit; the i.
will you help me betray these
metal lines in my way backing
up all my art tears and tearing apart
my silent screams. i am terrified
to tell you but i am brave to show
you my insides coming through
these black bald worlds. my