dirty bitch stupid needy ugly whore c*nt

Can you be washed clean in the forest
Let pine needles brush sick
words from your skin.
Let leaf-specked pools
of standing water soak you,

hide you from that gaze. Walk
and you will be made new in her image.

A mountain on seeing you will bow his head
A running river stop

And if a fox pauses on its path, or a sparrow
should alight on a branch beside you

she will speak
aloud, say your name aloud.

This is you.

This was always you.