Saturday, December 27, 2008


like a shrink-wrap for a bosom
I'll coat myself to the bone
a cocoon, silk and light concoction
a marriage of prison and freedom
. homeostasis, boredom, one-on-one
. not having the strength to run
burying myself at home

this tweedy spot
of tatami mat
good for a kabuki play
I'll apply make-up
a lure to any connoisseur

twisting myself in a suppressed pliƩ
toes clumped, swiveled heels
pivoting into quick purr

a lioness
a bucket full of dusk

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