*|Womb of god|*

A new name on every day
means the freshest epitaphs
on the effigies of these graves

I CUT OPEN THE WOMB OF GOD
and found only
MYSELF

the only thing I ever truly devoured
was the space between my words
I spoke in the tongues of the bless/ed
and nourished the wounds it cost

there is always enough
and nothing is lost