once we were all in a box
wrapped up in colour and
silky glamour, alone
in a shady room

where lightning struck and
I broke my spine but you never knew
what it was like burning ashes
like jewels, like rubies

like fires drenched
before the fading sun
but you stripped me of
my pride alone

and fishbone, lifting higher
you could come around
for I will carry you
if you think
you can still take me home.