grab me
thrust the edge of your palms into my eggshell chest
as if you are trying to break the seal
or just cut me open like a herring and pull out my insides
five fingers wrapped around my beating heart
there is no glory without blood
there is no unbreakable love without faith
...and faith is and ugly thing
when looked at directly in the face
it is frightening and obscene
you question yourself.
"why am I dancing with this monster?"
because it is only way to get to what you need, is the answer
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