Laconia pushing beads into a lovely cord Of mellifluence-risen remembrances of trauma; A cherry falls upon the hairs of a screw Tightening in tune with awakening radiance; Measuring any need to escape my truth Self-evident though ignored To be healed would be all-in and free of manhood Dents pushed out by exhalation of past trials Tiring of the crumbs swept inside my boundaries Admiring cowhands instead of worrying over wilderness Walking hands across the saddle To feed the bodily-appointed struggle Against my makers upon the bedsheets of wearied lovers To prove that each selfishly crashing wave Is a prayer only I can soothe and guide to its end Side-to-side pâté of the clues to a woolen heart Force the issues and meet the needs; That is all I ask Of any ticket-holding Adherent of my sacraments: Tender, squamous orphan Filled by Christlike snakes Seen through by forebears As a monster and raised as such Though softer than any saint And pleasing under the switch, Flail, or comprehension test Tented over any knee Openly-trod and bottomless Shake of the world's tail; Serviceably taken and reliably pegged, I cannot be tired nor can my arrows be broken By the eagerly-taken directions I tempt from all Reasons to live as the succubus I rightfully Have become under these golden frames of mind Under which my evil has bloomed Forgoing tenderness for the cries of the satisfied Woven to the beat of a fate only heretics enjoy ✍🏾 '<span query="get(title)"></span><span class="lv-live-text">Trellise Staging</span><span type="end"></span>' 📍 <span query="get(municipality)"></span><span class="lv-live-text">Providence</span><span type="end"></span>, <span query="get(province)"></span><span class="lv-live-text">RI</span><span type="end"></span>, <span query="get(sovereignty)"></span><span class="lv-live-text">US</span><span type="end"></span> ![[Child-of-Light_Mirrored.jpg##bgimg]]