my heart riots violence
defies silence
i survive i
by the thick of my eyeliner
though the makeup still stings and my bee lips still hiss
and theirs piss in my veins
my heart speaks in caterwaul cattle call to all
pinning hopes to the wall of their skin closing sin in my hand like a bird claustrophobic and crowded
in a room full of bodies
each head bobbing
i scream fountains of sound
every boot on the ground
every fist
in every throat
every constant and every erratic drives the nail home
and my moan is a siren song
and my scream is a birth
and my pulse is the devil incarnate and here
packaged in a grrl
with a ribbon of anger
tight as my grip
i gift to you
pure hell on earth