I am a thousand needles
Persuaded by degrees.
Dishonesty is my tribute
To years nestled naked
Between the floorboards.
–
My visions stem
From intrusions
Of the heart.
I have come
To expect violence,
Periods of fear
In which not but dreams
Can survive.
–
If I stay “I” will perish
And “We” will rise
Hundreds of unfinished faces
There can be no space
For forgiveness,
No allowances
For your perversions
If I am to live
And I will live.
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