I cut like
Diamond on glass
Knife in flesh
Fire on wood
Acid in blood
Stone on bone
Needle in vein
Kiss on skin

I am cut
Dove descending
Snake ascending

I am cut
Isolated, fragile
Embraced by sorrow

Cold as icy water
Drowned in earth
Darkness illuminated

I am cut
Wide and wild
My heart ablazed

Burned to ashes
I cut like
Wings in air

Phoenix rising.

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