fear

This body is failing this mind,

finally, reaching past this plane.
Stretched pulling every nerve to shrieking
think out think wide just think
Dress in wind and rain and lasso
That owl watching;
This night, right here in this second, stop….
keep pace the flutter of his fast heart
sink into wisdom of a jeweled eye
climb under the wing, rest...
…and the tendons recoil.
Snap back...... ‘you won’t make it out…’
tangled fistfuls come away,
of this woman,
(more proof of life)
tentatively lowered level
to full wet breast
under that blast of hot stream;
Naked in a dim shower,
Dark masses shocking the pale of my palm's…
Tender belly,
Aching eyes,
Mangled womb,
Misfit limb….
The slither of auburn winds away down
Curved thigh,
Bend of knee,
Walks down my taut calf,
Whispers across my toes…
Like an elusive lover my crowning glory
Touches and goes…
Snap back....'you won't make it out....'
Shut it down, suck it up.
....from a little yellow bottle of good enough for now...
Not yet.
Not yet…