birth(born unto you)

I found the arms of silence
and held on

.

waiting for chanting demons to relent
hoping
to find that this terminal trembling
would find harmony
and die

I went on
fermenting as wine
yet urgent with a toxicity
that would allow me
to willow in my pretty confessions
of black and blue

And in these moments
I fell endlessly
into waves
where (hoping) was a beat
a promise
a chrysalis of sanity
left to unfurl
into rays of clarity
warming gently
in your
sun

.

my
birth
(born unto you)