Pagan Eves
Within me, ribs
caged
wanting release
and so with the remainder
of my broken teeth, I tear,
I break them loose
with the chew of sinew,
the shark bite of cartilage,
the mastication of marrow
choking my
own muffled howl
stifled by
bitten, bloody lips
carrying a kiss
for all the pagan
Eves I will fashion.
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