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cordisyou write a love poem
& don't tell anyone--

you've forgotten how to love, no one
understands your heart

you stop writing poems that mean anything,
just words after words.

she says:

at 13 I drew an anatomical heart
from my mother's formaldehyde book--
just the veins pulsing from inside the page,
sucking up every wet ruby I'd seen in my lifetime
into a technical marvel.
& I learned how to juice my heart
like a sour lemon,
a singularly womanly dissection.

& you practice knowing how flesh will part,
tell people you are protecting yourself,
but never from yourself.

the path of sneaking into bathrooms,
hiding under the shadows
t
disappearing actsshe is so good at harm
and healing

without knowing the rules or
if there's an escape plan

she goes to eat, alone,
to bed, alone.

there are flowers in the house
even with ten inches of white blankness
separating the ground from the sky--

she separates herself into the midst-mist,
the middle of each plane is where
she makes "home"  in the bokeh
that the eye can never focus on.

she dissipates into the morning grey
because she is no longer loved

by the sea or the windows or the paintings
in the DAM.

not even the girls walking Colfax
in their seven inch skirts & five inch heels
pay her any notice.
she learned from a young age
Extreme Behaviour 101you dream of a tree on your back, a crow
on your shoulder, whispering to you,
feathers floating free,

the wind covering your body like a
wild animal, you have no more rules
for this body.

you write a love poem
for the uninterested--
tuck it under the mattress for a
younger generation to find
or the man who comes to take your bed
after you move away into the hills,
never to be seen again.

there comes a time for phone calls to home
for phone service to extend into the universe
where you've hidden among the exploded supernovas
in an attempt to fix things that you didn't break.
mother's spasming hands that drop dishes to the cold

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