Escape Denial

with finger pointed
she lay blame at many doors
none of them her own

each day she drank but
bitter vetch, ate moldy bread
for none saw her worth

she became blind to
her own true reflection, his
leavings no true meal

take vile memory
in hand, put it in a box
sealed with cross or hex

bury it deep, let
earth disperse it all around
reborn green and clean

ritual frees us
walk away from the grave now
now free just to be


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