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Deviation Actions

Published: Jul 4, 2011

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_{So this blue soprano fell through her piano cage
Bones wired through her neck, spelling hate words
around her face
Calling out, "I love you"

Ballet legs in a spiderette dress
Trembling thighs in the thick of cement, and her bumblebee mouth:
a sting is a kiss.
The flies break their bodies against my windows and scream
With their green-glass wings, scream the sound of
air moving

Cheap tangerines on my windowsill
Turning green with mold
Curtains finding out the names of molecules,
dancing like red iodine beads down the length of my oesophagus

Perfume of her: cigarette, cinnamon
She cuts my paper hands down to size and I bleed ink
Soak up the scents of waterlilies

The breeze has been turning her stomach
While my fingers turn mine like my hands are of a clock
Only--
Shakier, Quieter.

"I feel physically sick," she confesses,
Heart swollen black, sadness sewn in like a pink thread
into the tragic punch of her lungs

And my liar's eyes watch her falling
into the alternate puddles of misery and hatred,
Then happiness and discovery and love
Renaming this water, "Life"

I lock myself in the bathroom and drink this water
until I feel physically sick. I want to be;
mental sickness doesn't hurt enough.

Where I stand with my tongue tied in a knot,
Devil's tongue to the cage,
A cage made of silence,
Especially for me.}