was a child born
of gravitational waves cresting
Birthed through a black hole reluctantly
emerging she kicked her way along
a stream choked with water chestnuts
which she then ate squatting.
My wild woman insists on being wrong
she will fight you
if you resist her
benign acidity.
Her only true strength is love.
My wild woman, at her most beautiful,
much envied,
once ran away.
My wild woman returning
pushed the veil aside
nurtured wild grasses in her womb
gave life breath.
Her blood became a river lost.
My wild woman now is tame and oldish
Unseen she lashes together sails of stone.
She gathers strength in sleep
and in the dark hours siphons galaxies
Free, my wild woman
dusts the halls of heaven
marks all the exits
and departs
No comments:
Post a Comment