REFLECTIONS OF LOVE ENSHRINED IN INK

this body

scarred and imprinted

with a thousand tiny droplets

of singed ink blistering me

and tainting my pigmentation

to be just south of normal

is quite a reflection of

my souls interior

a many caverned thing

full of rooms and shelves and

countless abhorrent memories

and the rare moments of bliss

categorized and enshrined

upon altars crafted in honor

of the few times I’ve felt

safe

normal

loved

and every dead end leads to

another hallway

cause just because GOD

closes a door

doesn’t mean you

can’t just open that

damned thing up again

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