Amber
Underneath your
Venous, satin-lined
Tongue my unused
Voice indurates, like
A dragonfly fused
In amber
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Judas
My Judas will aligns
To your misogynistic
Constructs as if
Through adhesion
I could alter your
Composition
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Tomorrow
My spinal column,
As an aqueduct,
Carries water from
The amnesiac waters
Of the river Styx.
In my eyes you are
Continuously reborn
In my eyes, I have
Always been the
Guilty one
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Scarecrow
You are anhedonic
Like a scarecrow
Imposing shadows
On a xanthic field
It’s not your words
So much as the
Orientation of your
Threats, left-sided
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Every morning I wake
Up hysterical knowing
That your straw hands
Have molded around
My heart, knowing
That your 6 foot
Shadow is my grave
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Feather
There are moments when I
Can’t recognize my hands
Bilious doves tucked into
The pockets of a winter
Jacket worn year round
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Rarely inspired to labor
These fists full of dirty
Feathers and windless
Dreams have through
Negligence crumbled
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(Last night I had a nightmare that my husband and I were driving a long stretch of highway flanked by fallow fields. In the fields there were all these brightly colored doors, a few of them were partially opened but with no visible light between the cracks just darkness. My husband couldn’t see them and though I was in the car, in my mind they seemed to get closer and closer. I don’t know if they represented unreality or death. Lately before a seizure I am seeing birds sometimes like black crows and last night some bizarre golden bird, everything is so surreal at the moment and I am really exhausted.)
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