Do you know?

I was screeching this.

I was unwinding my insides.

 

I feel like a wild animal.

Scratching and marking and hunting.

If you ask me to behave,

I most likely will not.

 

I’m not afraid to lay open.

I’m unafraid to bleed out.

If you are afraid of my smooth skin

and my loud voice

then go away.

When I became this way

was when the grass in the meadow spoke

When it told me

I was home

That’s when I became earth

and started to smell of it

Your touch sets me on fire

In all the bad ways

I’m my ghost

I’m my sacred, wet, woman self

I’m making all the music

 

When I say, I’m dying

When I died

When I say I’m dying

every day

after almost everything I feel

and hear

and say

That’s when I realize

I’m alive.

And I want to lick it

I want to lick it

And wear it

And smell it

I wanna go in broken

And feel it

I won’t stop easy.