A growing process gets messy

 

I am not finished

Writing lines 

About forbidden thoughts

And desecrated things

Representing: only my own self

Brought to the light, aired out

Known and 

Sanctified

No religion, no priest

No recitation

Can come close

I must do this line by line

In my own disjointed 

Meter

To you-an assignment

To see with open eyes

Give space;

Face your self inflicted insults 

Reject them;

Create

Your better self

From the shavings left over after the carving was bought and sold