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what the water gave me (reading pictures 8 - frida kahlo) [Feb. 29th, 2012|02:13 pm]
8 or so bees in my bonnet
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a skyscraper erupts from the island
of my shin
launched from my flesh
like an intercontinental

a dead woodpecker offered
to the sky
by a dead tree
asuages short-tempered teenage gods
for a while
fingers fluttering like a zombie
still cooking recipes...

my vagabond spirit gleefully teaches a daddylonglegs to tightrope walk
dangerously close to the swirling plughole

the abalone acts like a fountain
washing my lifeless hair
floating flowers towards the semi-headless man
tightening the tightrope,
slipping from the slopes
of the volcano

into the sea
to meet the fate
of my party dress.
if you listen carefully,
you can still hear the faint crashing of the waves.

at least the ancestors are obvious
if not a little judgemental
in the undergrowth
observing calmly by
receeding waters

heaven, hell and here
three places at once
blood trickles from the overflow
to gently cloud the scene