I’m quite high
oh who’s divine
those with a stiff back
or without said spine,

who can carry mine
alongside their wrath,
take these sharp words
add some, and then laugh,

humor, ill conceived
words from our tongue,
wonder will thou receive
the holy, the one,

triangle, great goddess
from below the deep sea,
she pulls my heartstrings
and oh, won’t let me be,

until one consumes thee
lust and love are both numb,
need charcoal and lavender
shaking, nearly dumb.

Lindsey Martelle

Lindsey Martelle

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