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BloodhoundWound up tight,Bloodhound by brain-tree
old stones and
where your feet had walked
before you woke?
i do, as glass
engulfed - jet black.
unwritten, eyeless -
hollow blanket sky.
but deep in water, prophets
smaller than could be -
faint lace of light,
too dim to be conceived.
at dinner, plates conveyed -
a spoon betwixt the cutlery
revived a time wracked dream.
in water - three years old -
i sunk below the breathless deep.
alone for silent moments, i was strong.
the growing dark was but a touch away -
i smiled, shook its hand, and said goodbye.
in water - three years old - i learned
how tender is the way death empties hearts.
Mono(nucleosis)crumpled up inside a suburbMono(nucleosis) by brain-tree
i awaken with the ambulance
2 to 3 am
there is a limp man
a stretcher and a shrieking woman
i stare too long
and as i walk away i carry
bullet wounds on my shoulders
the back porch is a black hole
i would rather have sex
and then fend for ourselves -
comic books and marijuana -
let me die in my own footsteps,
i can keep your shirt upstairs
and fall asleep alone
RememberingRememberingRemembering by swansisters
My brother said he slept with me (unholy congress),
a bramble brier of limbs, cocks and mouths.
They never said, oh so poor sleeping beauty’s wall
was pocked with uncoupled blasphemous poppies.
But I was a strumpet, the number of how many I slept with
could be be found if you tore through a cereal box.
His first wife sang Hail Marys when hearing of my lovers,
labyrinthine mazes of prayers. When my husband danced with me.
the Pavan, Lord Zouch’s Maske. We all wore delicious masks,
fingers touching then other things touched, fevered, liquid.
But that was a long, long time, things are clove breaths,
they are endlessly muttered prayers, they are my brother standing.
The blade is waiting for both of us (but he is innocent).
I am not but I was not taught to be innocent.
So I remember a mouth singing unholy psalms into my mouth.
FallingFallingFalling by swansisters
The body is weightless,
bones hollow as flutes.
They sing startled crescendos
beneath the world distant and harmless for once,
a map of what was.
"Here lie monsters," they warned.
Here lie creatures luminous, grotesque, incandescent
beyond anything you might know.