when the wild woman stands beneath the window, illuminated, face twisting and contorting in ecstasy, as loud and big as can be, what message reverberates within her booming roar?
she holds secrets for you, secrets running blood and bone and body deep.
you are afraid of her and yet her ugly appearance and total disregard for conforming or silencing or swallowing her words is - you.
she is not ashamed; you are.
she is not guilt ridden; you are.
she is not shying away from her pain; you are.
there is no need to keep her locked behind bolted doors and windowless rooms.
she knows fire; let her use it.
let her be the spark that catapults you into wholeness. into a rediscovery of your wildness, your wickedness that isn't so wicked after all but human. perfectly human.
she is fury and filth and fetid desire waiting to gift you sour seeds of knowing.
there is sweetness there, but it takes time to taste it.
she calls for you during night visions, the shaker and the shrieker greeting you in the mirror.
you thought she was something to rid yourself of, as if a spirit possessing yet she is unshakeably you - sharing lung and limb and light, if you let her.
you cannot close the door to her roar. she is louder. sister you, she is louder. she cries out for inclusion, cut off and thrown into a dark room many moons ago.
welcome her, give birth to your rage and sadness and shame and guilt and suffering and petulance and selfishness and greed and pettiness and hunger and desire and blood lust and craving for chaos. her laughter is terrifying, all consuming, skin shaking, the peak of it - a rising within.
taste and choke on her rancid poison, flooding and clearing your veins - choke on it! for is it poison? is it? burning paths into and out of and through. a forest fire suffocating. purifying. just as you begin to believe you won't make it out alive, you breathe. the key is turned. the lock clicks. the door that never was swings open, almighty creak cracking air.
she isn't going to consume you, illuminated. she might just, hidden.
will you meet her there?