I make my submission to the dark

A dozen needles penetrate my skin
Circling round my navel like  they’re sharks
What comes out will  pacify what’s in

Is having acupuncture, like, a sin?
This circle is  a little needle park
A dozen steel pins penetrate my skin

The emotions  stumble, make a din
But not like any song of the Skylark
What comes out will  magnify what’s in

Once I lived in panic  and was thin
Like a cat that thinks she has to bark
A dozen steel pins penetrate my skin

Oh, evensong, oh music, oh Compline
Why is life so painful and so sharp
What comes out will   indicate what’s in

I make my submission to the dark,
From this grave, will rise the living spark
A dozen needles penetrate my  heart
Take them now and let me live with doubt