borealis.

You don't know me,

I could write a thousand writes,
For eye's abound to read,
Implantation within my lifetime,
Placing seeds,
Counts the breaths,
of all a billion times upon read,
Only a fragment upon thus mind be freed ,
Clearings of soul be told,
Unfold thus to you,
Timelessness ,
ending patriarchal valued ,
Thus endings still unknown,
Unshod across life,
Bleeding feet,
Thy hands arthropods ,
Consciously connected skin,
Still departs thus soul,
Thus heart untouched,
Understanding not of thee,
Known not nor see,
Thy trustees borealis