I've been waiting for this release
Since the last one.
I never get tired of the way my body
Lets go
As if you'd never been.
What a miracle it is
To hold somebody in your heart
While bleeding them out of your womb.
And the gurus they chant over and over
They're not the body.
Maybe if you're a man that's the path to salvation.
They say that in the story of Christ
They pierced his side
To imitate the death cycle of woman.
For man, what is initiation?
Like Peter Pan they fly away when faced
With death and life and love.
I've never met one who could meet me
In the depths of the earth
Where I reside.
But I don't lose hope.
My belly aches
I sit like a cup of communion wine that's
Overflowing
My nose picks up the scent of the cup
That was held to my lips as a child
The metallic sweet bitterness
Transports me through time
And for a moment I wonder
If I'm being called back to the altar
If the gurus are right.
Then I realise
That smell is mine.
- Jenny Wren
