quarta-feira, 9 de setembro de 2020

5th house

 In a certain myth
there's always a father
eating his son
in fear
of being overrun, 
but my battles with time
have shown
that if I'm to take what is mine
and has always been,
I gather
I must burn
and take every chance
at first or second glance
for peace
and sing a song
about facing and eating the sun
piece by piece
so that from daughter
I become queen
and I'm sorry
if it seems blunt
and gory
but dada on the sky
taught me
as years went by
how much I may want
for the end of my story.

09/09/2020

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