They come rushing in
the things I have done and left undone
the things I have said and left unsaid
Shame writhes in my gut, snakelike
poisonous transparent teeth
digging on to the energy flesh
let go let go let go forgive
still I am afraid I might see your face again
I thought I cried enough tears to have forgotten
but seems an ocean is not enough
How long are you willing to carry these burdens
Last summer I met a Hopi elder
he was three meters tall beyond his crouched form
his name was a shape in the sky
he reached into my spinal column and
pulled out a thorn from a seeping wound
rotten blood spilled on the mosses and
grew flowers and berries
A silver bear ran from behind the pines
and swallowed me whole
I was born again
