songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

drop off the keys lee and set yourself free

there may be 50 ways to leave your lover

but there is only 1 way to leave your body

and it’s through  the soulhole

 

yesterday my mother met her maker-ess

Mrs. Death   mine lurks in the curtains  winking

+flashing

 

final third

final third

 

the renting of my mother’s flesh from me  devastation

hiway   my el camino  where i’ll walk the stations until

feet + palms  bleed

 

she wasn’t just  the body  

as undertaker Mordecai

proclaimed

 

she was the sacred vessel   the temenos  where i wombed

swimming like a carp   in her milkydeeps   she was the crucible

of the vicissitudes

 

of the gutwrench

the beautiful

 

gifting this  ONE LIFE

where  one more once  

the pact of faust

 

hey Mephistopholes

a penny for your thoughts

my kingdom for your

flightpath

__

 

Fall 2022   …when u gunnin for me?..

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