Released

Whatever hold you had on me

Has gone.

And yet you want to reject me

On your terms.

Your misguided ways:

They will not hurt me again.

sly & torn

tender & forbidden,

the fleshy layers

like onion skins

molting away

to expose

less than

what is

expected…

much protected

in fear of taint,

but after all

only common paint.

sly & torn

waiting for a

saviour unborn.