I've got
some kind of power inside me
I can
feel it swirling, making
red patterns blooming open
this beautiful tearing at my belly
it surges through dark places and
stains what's black
traces capillary paths
regardless of welcome
I don't know whether to
usher it in with
open eyes and arms
or if I should try to
deny its sway...
it's all I've known
it's all I have
I'll never find what's better so
this deep electric thing can stay
and lend me its beauty.
