bruised soles

drinking the darkness
dancing upon ground 
that pound bruises into souls
 to heal- powerful

the rhythm pulls the cords of my current
moving-
the vibrations of soil, 
 bloodstreams, heartbeats, breath steam

third eye root note
the web tactile
the heat and air and sweat and earth
 blaze into soles

and my soul sings out
this wild, this child, this woman
 in fervent release

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