DROWNING, NOT...

By AVK

The beetle-black thought

you cannot say aloud,

so you smile,

sparkle, swallow it down,

no space to be anything less than okay,

palms upturned in surrender

misread as a wave,

it’s tattoos, wine and glitter,

this worldly unmaking,

wild, wilful woman

caught in her Breaking.

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