bending the rules feels...
like an option, for you,
the journey itself in the reprieve
of a boundary, decent
once open, the pretense
of a curtain constantly pulled
between your legs.
When the monsters and the demons
are in the lies that we tell ourselves,
that we are not strong enough
to defeat them,
And against this fire and claw,
We must fight.
life, we are journeywomen
marking the distance and the place,
and from the galaxy to the right,
where our loved ones wait patiently
to return to us,
the butterflies dance on certain wings.