The Female Executioner Speaks

I dismantled my weapons
My voice is heavy from death
I open windows
Ask the wind to enter
Roll a stone in my palm until
It becomes smooth
When I meet you by the fire
We feel death in each other’s bodies
Begging black birds to escape
Into bright moonlight
Magnificent waves of fuck it
I know everything about waiting
Very little about beginning
Let’s just say I already found my place
Let’s just say doing nothing
Is doing everything