ten swords

Yes, what I said was:

"years of self-denial at the imagined behest
of what i thought was a higher power"

years of ten swords plunged into my back
and the chronic avoidance of coping mechanisms
favoring learning processes instead
and real decisions made
with so much agency
that they render my body a yawning
tesseract,
the future an expanse filled with stars
warping to the powers of 10
like an Eames film
and my chest is full of the geometry of blades

i am a matrix of wounds
and sinewy lazers.