she is a child
the sprawling of the beast
the spreading-out and absorption
of foreign matter
conceived the child within the earth
the curling-up of the beast
birthed her the spitting-out
of foreign matter
from within the earth
birthed her
she rises broken, bloody
and her innocence
is shattered -- innocence
that never existed whole
innocence
always broken
by the
pulsing of an angry
temple against the dawn
she is a child
she bears the mark
the eventual price
of our glories
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