at heart
i’m a tapestry they could not tear apart
and if they had
i would swarm like diamond splinters
through their corrupted crypts
reflecting every brilliant
color of the sun
i’m a razor sharp minnowed movement
an iridescent exiled child
of renegades on the run
tender and true, as
violent as they come
i sing like sea storms when the world falls silent
i scream pure static in the common tongue
a re\turn
