our return to us

lately unbenounce to me

the convent of my misery

attesting deep in his-story

the shadows of my insanity

 

obtuse to the nature I’ve sown

until sight breathed me grown

barriers shifts atoms from loan

hollowing identity in my bone

 

haul no more so shall I mend

one thousand stitches of my descend

one burrows me in a warming end

heart beating with you, my godsend

Reviews

[KAREN]

A very powerful write! I really like the last stanza!