She came down and spoke to me
She danced like liquid in the void
I asked her for something to drink
She brewed some tea inside her stomach
And filtered it through her teeth
And spit it out inside of me
Fertilized, wrapped in light
The perfect creation bred from truth
Codified and misconstrued
An umbilical nightmare to fetishize
The limbs of God torn apart
Sewn to an altar as a work of art