opening febrile opening again apocryphal mirror

    we are inside no harm

    will come traipsing

    her golden hairs engagingly provocative inseminate

    the opening again penetrate the sacred space of her

    womb not empty like you think empty like you are you

    think opening think history think bomb

    think consumption

    between competition and resurrection

    there is an opening

    between mary and jesus

    there is an opening

    between you and i

    there is an opening

    cocky petulant

    independent wet

    underground bloodstream

    tears cleansing the wound of our becoming love

    the opening yes love the opening of our Mother


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