Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
My rapist will never be as punished as I am
My auric heart
Shatters with oppression.
I reside in a state of
Divine infinitude,
Where awful things
Are constant.
My soul is sublunary,
Floating without aim.
I wander, undulated,
Searching and ruminating
On the pieces of me
That are missing.
My advice is parsimonious,
And therefore swatted aside.
I've lived through such
Dark dysfunction,
An impecunious flea
Looking for a host.
Not quite the warrioress
I had hoped to become
Through all this suffering.
I can't evince punishment,
Though I would if I had
The power.
The felicity of my life
Has since ruptured and while
I try to put the halcyon
Back where it belongs,
I succeed only in further ruining
What little peace of mind I had.
4-19-12
Shatters with oppression.
I reside in a state of
Divine infinitude,
Where awful things
Are constant.
My soul is sublunary,
Floating without aim.
I wander, undulated,
Searching and ruminating
On the pieces of me
That are missing.
My advice is parsimonious,
And therefore swatted aside.
I've lived through such
Dark dysfunction,
An impecunious flea
Looking for a host.
Not quite the warrioress
I had hoped to become
Through all this suffering.
I can't evince punishment,
Though I would if I had
The power.
The felicity of my life
Has since ruptured and while
I try to put the halcyon
Back where it belongs,
I succeed only in further ruining
What little peace of mind I had.
4-19-12
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My rapist will never be as punished as I am
My rapist will never be as punished as I am
