On Procreation

I am the galaxy

birthed from mother Isis;

the lover of underworldly pleasure--

the keeper of healing

cracked

and I

came spilling out,

a billion stars

raging.

spread, rolled and smoked through

lips stained scarlet from loving too much;

exchanging herself

with the cosmos.

 

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