With careful hands your
pain receptors are
fooled.
The pop shakes you all the
way down like
whiskey
settling on your stomach-
and oh it swells like one too,
the blood that plumes
from a steal plated
achor
slipping into limber
cartalage.
Panda in plaid docks with
your makeup
running just under the eyes
of a girl who
doesn't know who to
be a women.
You turn yourself into a rabid
mamalistic
bear.
Drowning--
He choked on the water,
bubbles
that slipped between the teeth
and boiled the
surface of the shoreline-
Sinking
to settle at the bottom and
age along with the coral.
Leather skin decay until
it pops.
Fizzle smoke-and-mirror trick
until nothing but the
skeleton remains--
Where deep sea creatures make
their homes from the phalanges,
cupped in a silent
beckoning over
broken ribs.
Primal beats,
we danced and I drank
to warm my cheeks and taint my breath
with apple shmernoff.
I forgot the faces, yes.
Forgot myself and let my fingers
go limp with
my limbs-
My hips stole the movements
gestures and words
that I wanted to tell you;
instead
I showed you.
Taught you,
made you study the bones that knocked agaisnt
your own
in a plead
for
some type of ritual understanding--
Tonight I came out again,
howling
new
and
reborn
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