![]() ReductionA Poem by Indra's ChildTake me, reframe me On doctrine etched in stone do you rely Take me, shame me But the spirit in my body never lies So all the words you've said to me, I'm broken, crazy, cannot see Are shed as flesh gets left when we die And all the scars that I've sustained, All the love that I've maintained, I will my legacy to be peace and pride Woman, woman- reduced to ashes and anatomy Prison, prison- I don't know how yet but I need to leave Sell me, hoard me- Keep me in your dirty basement, thoughts of moving onward deceased ( will become your trophy) Save me, kill me- Strip me of the things that make me me, and don't say Woman, woman- you are mine, and worth what I call you Prison, prison- a cage of gold to keep you safe (nothing left for anyone to want)
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Added on July 14, 2024 Last Updated on July 14, 2024 Author![]() Indra's ChildOakland, CAAboutI just want to wake up from the dream. "Hi. It's me. I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I imagine you can also feel me. You won't have to search for me anymore. I'm done running. Done hid.. more..Writing
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