I no longer find safety
inside of her arms.
To know that I ever did
makes me want to
tear my own...

I no longer find safety

inside of her arms.

To know that I ever did

makes me want to

tear my own heart out.

I always do this to myself.

Make a home in the middle

of a war. And this battle

belongs to her, she cares for it

more than me. Her body,

the temple that I once was

able to retreat in. Now,

I’m fleeing from her embrace.

Her body, it betrayed me.

It captured my love for

its own amusement.

But it’s our baby, and this

is how it survives.

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