That one formed,
I've been working
myself into inhabiting
that function.
This ritual is
the
healing.
Snakes for hair,
bats set free
from belfry,
head
on the prowl
with so many
eyes.
Peeking through
even the keyholes.
This function
to inhabit the
form made.
The bird,
the egg.
To hatch a
bloom.
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