Nurse or nun//

i want to discover the process of sanity & amorphism
where i can discover pure breaths, inundating through little grass
like grasshopper smoothening my skin, eating my aches and sins.
The whiteness of this overloaded sky, perforated as my pain
I want to swim in the sky,
tearing off the sky-dress, lightning dripping like blood,
i want to swallow my body, entirely
with hoops of squelching words,

i can be a nurse for a day-
meadows of hospital beds, soaked once again
or a nun perhaps-
praying till i become a forgotten prayer,
in the minds of rapists & narcissists.
Walking like a shadow,
over the blue’s of water, i can eat the fish
and become one.
Threads of burden tangle your body
like a clinged kite, knives.
sharp forever.

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©MVS