Joan of Arc

Having faith in something/someone that may kill you.

Fingering the stitch work embroidered in my hip.
I didn't feel sewn together.
More or less patched up,
might cover it.
My armor was beginning to wear thin.
The chain mail missing links,
as I tugged it down
around my wrists.

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[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

vivid imagery~ a tactile poetic felt~