her head gently drops
not wanting to be seen
somewhere in between
wanting
needing
bleeding
as she succumbs
to vile crumbs
sifting through
egg shells
scattered on her floor
just a little more
bet and believe
she’ll even the score
worthiness will
trump rejection
her river will flow
her light will glow
she will see
become free
rend her garment
in three
one for her
one for you
one for me