Virginia’s Eyes

I looked in Virginia’s eyes
Just before she died
She was so tamed by freedom
Her skin was so soft.
She was a little bit cold
I want to feel that.
I want to die as I came
Naked drowning in water
And a little bit of cold.

I looked in Virginia’s eyes
I felt all those birds
They were pecking at her chest
I felt her breath so sweet
Her fear was almost gone.

Sometimes there’s no fear left in me either.
I looked at her eyes once more
We kissed as she sunk weightless
Luminous.
Homebound.

I love you

 

woke up loving you so much
with my hands I covered our belly buttons.

Enchantress by Norman Lindsay

After Auschwitz, by Anne Sexton

Anger,
as black as a hook,
overtakes me.
Each day,
each Nazi
took, at 8: 00 A.M., a baby
and sauteed him for breakfast
in his frying pan.

And death looks on with a casual eye
and picks at the dirt under his fingernail.

Man is evil,
I say aloud.
Man is a flower
that should be burnt,
I say aloud.
Man
is a bird full of mud,
I say aloud.

And death looks on with a casual eye
and scratches his anus.

Man with his small pink toes,
with his miraculous fingers
is not a temple
but an outhouse,
I say aloud.
Let man never again raise his teacup.
Let man never again write a book.
Let man never again put on his shoe.
Let man never again raise his eyes,
on a soft July night.
Never. Never. Never. Never. Never.
I say those things aloud.

I beg the Lord not to hear.

(a pinch in your spine)

Truth hurts so this should be painless.

Alpine – Villages

My Mind

My mind is a dungeon in mid-air.
It’s full of convulsions  and disease.
It catches me on the ground and buries me in water.
It lies to me full of teeth, raspberry breath.
My mind is a room with no doors.
There are leaks of blood and unpaired rhymes.
They come out of me as curls of hair.
And the light comes merciful through my eyes.
My mind is chaos in a box.
It’s hunger swallowing suicide.
It raises hurricanes and gives birth.
It crumbles into waterfalls of forgiveness.