"Our"
souls sunk in
to sand, sin sticky
underfoot. stolen land
carved by the footfalls
of conquest, english and
spanish the scars we speak.

do those they decry
as sinners know
their pleasure is seen
as twisted, bereft of
morality as we
dive more deeply into
ourselves then
the world would
wish us to.
eve was deemed
a sinner for tasting
what no one
dared to touch-
I looked, but couldn’t find
The sins that bind my feet
Make me sink into the dark
Left blind by an unknown thief
That stole my shame, this hole
Named by my own defeat
Now I’m free and lost
Dark Truths
Some call it a #sin
To welcome #Death in
But that is all contradiction,
For if used as escape
To flee laid human fate
It then becomes vital restriction.
#vss365 sin
#WildWalkPrompt death