Tuesday, April 10, 2012

a dragon

She’d uncurl like a dragon
Awakened
From a long sought nap
Mouth dry and un ignited
Un satiated
Tap her toes together
Curled beneath the tattered quilt
Holding, just
Handcrafted and handed down
She’d wiggle, and lull
Count the rain drops
Racing to oblivion
Gathering her neighbor’s bass in her belly
A comforting pumping heart beat
To fill the gaps
Sighed, to the long carried memories
Of ventilators
A lover she couldn’t lose
Though she hide beneath bottles, behind bars
She’d crumple her hair
Gather her hunger, panties, and blouse
To patter to the kitchen
Barefoot
To gather in desolation
Licking yogurt from the hollow of a plastic spoon
In the sunlight
Scattered through the drizzle
Fractured through the window pane
She’d linger…

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