This is a tangled forest.
Dark water falls down,
Yet somewhere there is beauty,
And it holds my hand.
This is a danger forest,
A do not enter.
But stars shine out great comfort,
Between pricking thorns.
I must find a get out path,
To stop the poison,
That breathes in the living air,
Sweeter than honey.
Heaviness upon my chest,
And between my thighs
Holds me, the midnight silence
Beckons me to stay.
Lily Portman 