retreat into dark corners
soft shapes resilient
giving to my crush and set
bones heavy organ'd blood
pangs in a twirling
give back the shredded
nourishment of a holiday
comforting customs
sit uneasy in my belly
I sacrificed goodness for pleasure
moral inequality
dear lives ones of deadened neglect
one day better nurtur'd
and dreamed of comes to the weary
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