pregnancy

creating a new domain

and self authentications;

only one more click before

we become an after.

we lose all our leaves. 

she fights for the growing

limbs of humanity and we keep

poisoning 

her 

green blood. blue hair.

she is pregnant again 

and we are forcing

an abortion. 

awarded

for breaking the tear in

half. for crafting paper

with soul-less poetry

and then hearing its crunching

disappointments. 

where we are holds me better than

myself. 

i am your mystery 

in 

myself. 

unsaved

begin filtering 

because loving me

means i already 

swallowed. back to spine

and chords are bleeding grief.

the loss of , depressed,

compressed,

hidden bones.

i am so full.

i ate pain.

i am going for 

our walk.