the past pulses a haunting of my ribs
translucent memories hide deep inside
secret blows I took under the guise of play
memories of my broken femur never treated
four years old I crawled down the hall
my broken femur made him mad again
so another swift kick to the ribs I had
“Get up” They screamed “Faker”
surprise beatings I took usually directed at my ribs
old translucent seed of pain planted in my chest
bad seed of the past
fractures my family of today
breaking my body forty years away
beating after beating I took everyday
my broken heart
I chose never to close
blazes myself in today
in the days after we left our house of lies
I found lovers who never burned bright as I
but sucked off the path I blazed from hurt to open heart
I am broken always accepting less
never recognizing true tenderness
I found the incubuses of humanity to drain light off the path I forged from pain to bright
I did not know I deserved any better than a swift kick to the ribs
the old memories live in my heart
fracturing my family of today
my shivering spine barley there
lifts my children from their cribs
I give my children the love I fought to protect
a seed of faith sits aside the iridescent orb of pain
sitting on the floor in pain from decades ago
I hold my children close
never letting them cry alone
never let them cry alone
never cry alone
the gift I choose to give my little ones
is the love I fought to bring to life
the gift of an open but battered heart
A heart that knows the pain of crying alone
the sound of their innocent tears grabs hold
of the memories deep inside me
please go bad orb of beaten alone
please help me
let it go
please go memories
of very young pain
please leave me to love myself in today
I am the creator of my life and the happy children at my feet
please leave me iridescent orb of pain wedged in my left rib cage
please get out of today
I do not want you
I do not need you
I learned your lesson
Your lesson to find strength to endure being tied to a tree and shot with salt rock through straws
Your lesson to understand
that they do not know what they do
The lesson that I must smile and laugh
seek light and maintain my own path
Truth Faith Light
Go away bad orb locked in my chest
Pray for me
Anyone
Help me release my yesterdays
Help me
people of today
Help me pray
'Intense' doesn't do this justice, so I'll comment on the title in relation to the 'body' -- while reading, I wondered if the conclusion would reflect epiphany (past affecting now) or epiphany past (affecting now) through to the final lines, which suggest the latter (but please, the former); with you on that...
