Cross and circle and ellipse
unbroken lines
my fingers tracing sigils
this is the spell and the sequence
the emerging into light
the transfixing
where you come undone
your skin
translucent as alabaster
a canopic jar, unopened
your heart ripe to pluck out
a succulent red fruit
in my voracious hands
my mouth ravenous
like Ammut, to devour
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