Christa Laos

of my soul

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I had once become one

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with a man

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whom I was afraid I would never be one with.

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For all the time that we had been edge walkers, between the folds of present and psyche

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We guided people to their Fears

The shamans of the group

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And I had decided

That I could only do it alone

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And that break in me endured, past the death and new beginnings of the womb

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 For with that break,

My only consort became a beast

of flesh-eating

and killing of the male child

that kept trying to grow.

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and the beast took me time and time again

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till I no longer refused.

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Until now

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Goddess

show me how to love a man without hatred and regret.

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12-11-13 c. l.

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