origami

of bloodied tissue

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spring has been snared

in these blossoms these flowers

of invisible wounds

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a feminine pain

menstruating

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bloated blood clots

push from the bough decolourising

the vernal litter

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a woman sits impaled

on her thorn throne

her lurid pain stays

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darkens with valiance

malice transfuses with a heart

yet ever sealed will be

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the lips

the bitten satin