Reinventing the Territory,
The Walls, the Bridges, the Sky,
The Edges of my World,
In Redefinition,
The Draft in its reWork,
Polishing and further Polishing,
Scrubbing the Blood off all my Walls,
Mopping the Black and Fear out of my Eyes,
Shaping the Future through the Magic that stretches along my Fingers,
Between the Tips and the incantations spun from my Tongues,
My cheeks flushing from the Flowers that Kiss me,
Placing Angel dust onto my Smile,
God Blessing fourth my Dreams into physical Reality,
Moving through the Fear that cut Me.
Wiping out the Horror from my Muscles,
Remembering, my Heart that Hurts,
Remembering the Heart that still Feels,
That still can Believe,
Despite the Agression that came and Wiped out My Mind from its Constellation,
The Planets of my Being, dragged into the Black Hole of Fear,
Where they Tortured the Life out of Me.
Punctured the Central Pieces of my Life.
As if I was a Voodoo Doll.
Now,
The Paint has Come out,
Mustard Yellow, Gold, Orange and Green are Dancing across my Parade,
The Ceiling is being Replastered,
Belief now hanging in a New Galaxy,
The Sky above littered in a vista of Stars in Hope,
Stars wrapped in Ribbons of Belief,
That can still Believe in its Moon and its Mangoes,
The Orange in the Sky at Sunset warming up Time and Place
The Mayans that wake her Up,
When she goes Red,
The Hands that Direct themselves in Prayer to the Lord above,
The Hands which hold up my Fingers in the Galaxy,
My Digits I use to Curate my Reality,
Palms carrying scriptures that I spoke to Self,
Inserting new Words to heal from Old Curses,
Spells that needed to be Unbound.