A bloody sea is seeping from me
I was knifed and now am free
As this warm flowing tide drains the past
I see with perfect eyes
that all these injuries I received
are cleansing me
each black gout that falls upon the earth
becomes a pure white bird with a blood drop on its mouth
and even when I lie gutted on my bed
these white birds by my hand are fed.
Until each one grows strong and flies
trailing my blood across the skies.
So drained I am then purified,
battered, and entered, and washed by the tide.