Blood vessels

streams through heartbreak

synapses crackle

sparking electric dreams

murals flicker

with the eyes scraped clean

out of female apostles

hidden in rock hewed

churches in hill and mountain

 

A patriarchal fear

crushingly cast

for nearly two thousand years

has remained everybody's

staple supper

a monumental veil

that has obscured

man sights of the other

our female sisters

 

The religious cloth

has been woven

and cut to fit inappropriately  

to rest on only one set

of humanities shoulders

 

The tears

for this patriarchal crime

could not be wept

for all the eyes

in all the hidden shrines

have been scratched

out

 

Yet today we have back

this knowledge

as a balm with which

to heal back all

our futures sight.