Healing

the moon watches over me, tonight

its wholeness fills me up like a sea 

still and complete. I have loved her for so long.

like a pure mother 

it feeds me her white bones

touching and sucking.

her face of light

bright it blinds me.

I dance to her, crawling clinging 

to the wet earth of night. 

tonight: a sacrifice 

or should I pray 

to the small god that made me whole again. 

or to her,

dressed in the pale ghosts of time 

and timelessness. 

she brought me home

untouched, a lover that did not break

but sewn me like a tattered doll, my lover

a white miracle. 

I offer myself to her. 

a sacrifice

my warm crimson blood dissolves 

drops of gratitude:

pain cures pain.

there is no going back

no turning point. 

a final catharsis 

I dance 

until branches fall and crumble at my feet

a broken tree: rootless - 

I am no more.