Reforging the Vessel

Erotic

my head tilts back

muse

my hair canopying

like water made of keratin

pain rushing up

lanes of myelin

releasing blood vessels

into the place of 

uncomfortable pleasure

bounty

as tissue is torn and woven

to reforge a new body

I bask now in the ecstasy

of healing

while memories of

sweet torture mend

a once adhered

vessel. 

By Arthena Sophia