Silhouette
I am red and she illuminates the wall with wet
I
taunt to test
tap, a flaunting foot
watch those
ripples
cause
those waves a
lapping tongue
(come undone)
fierce and to a toe
the shadow beckons
(ah - sweet narcissus)
takes a body
whole
no other juice could serve
a mother's wet (or web)
a gift
of soil (dare toil?
withdraw)
give
to shade and love
smoothly (walk on
a lavender sea)
don't sink
go deep
(don't think)
to the folds
a core
II
it takes (to
give a hand
a foot a body
whole)
takes the gift
away
a smooth
embrace a love
to taste
an arm toasting
a scolding
scab
born through
wickedness and
spells
undone in cure
no sweetness lures
a sense
less shimmer
it wants no
join, wants to sink
and tie a
rock (inside its wrist)
stand in a tub
of liquid and
ignite (a night of
fury wrenching fists)
hair and nail
it flails
clambers
sets a uterus alight
III
what dreams
of rocks
of flame?
it dreams
of beauty
not of cellulite
not just anti-picture
purr-fect
look at scars
happy memories
(of leather
torn for tears)
which never fall
fast enough
carve, plough
bring metal to skin
a jacket cast of
wine to sooth
sweetly the mind
love
to hate, encase
emancipate
refrain
look at the grin
look at thin
look at comfort
hidden
in a blade
smile
rake an energy from
flesh (the squishy pulp
of brain throbs heartily)
against a fork
a spider cries
(come pretty, bend your neck)
screams, a queen
of sloven workers
(facade of
power
lacking
order)
acts out fun
has none
so ooze, weep, seep
(and growl)
feed a fold for two
and lying in the nest
kiss
air for body
liquid for fire
(to earth and
web free)
sink to a swell
tear love from
one to other
She is I undone
