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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