Whole.

FairyNo words are needed in this moment
as the feelings cascade.
The rope is tightened
the bite is deeper.
Divine submission
into the inky blackness
of your soul,
where I live
fetal and shackled.
A lamb to the slaughter
feeling no greater sweetness
than the pain you inflict.
I fall into the abyss
abstract and broken
welcomed by the mouth of hell
where I become whole.

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