ChorusSun
make me whole again
to love
the shattered truths of me
spilling out like dragon’s teeth
through the hot lies
of those who say they love
me
when I am done
each shard will spring up
complete and armed
like a warrior woman
hot to be dealt with
slipping through alleyways
of musical night people humming
Mozart
was a white dude.
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