Tarry and Feather

I hit send

and perch on pins

determined not to linger

in the knotted shoulder interval

between my accelerated pulses.

through the fissures in cyberspace

I smell the acrid plumes

  • your smoke signals

fuming in fumes.

you fan them furiously

horrified that I may hear

that detector blast –

its caustic accusatory bleat.

 

I hit send

and tuck my limbs

careening o’er rollercoaster descent

braiding lost stanzas

of breath between

wind-torn tresses

as they lash

my puckered cheeks.

beyond the shuttered sash

of the hurricane’s eye

I glimpse the tiger claws

  • unsheathed sentinels

steeling your heart.

you pounce and pad

lest I palpate the panic

as it lacerates

peels the sclera from

mis ojos llorando.

 

I hit send

and pluck an achromatic dirge

from the frayed threads

of our woven unravelling.

yanked through thirsty tears

in the fabric of spacetime

I echo within the repercussions

  • your tortoise shelled saturninity

a caterwauling sonic boom.

you beat a phantom retreat

the envy of Custer’s cavalry

while I reel, Virginia like

across the dust marbled pages,

script unscripted.

 

I hit send

Discomfort, Unrehearsed

my truths

scratch your surface

unsettling as nettles

woven through

silken scarves

despite laundering

airbrushing

ironing

they refuse to lie

flat

soft

convenient

conventional

my reality

braids cactus thorns

in cashmere

scores my skin

and yours

my authenticity

abrades

your narrative

grazes sensibilities

brier patch

among cultivated beds

you smell skunkweed

in my budding rose

 

Turtling

self-protection

your forte

withdrawing

into yourself

in the face

of predators

real or shadow-boxers

concealing

vulnerable flesh

under rock-hard

outer shell

you have

perfected your

hidden aptitude

structuring yourself

the archetypal

reference point

for all who may

shrink, sheltering

 

my heart expands

with the stretch

of your wrinkly limbs

accordioned neck

uplifting

basking in warmth

exposing your face

kissed by sun’s

intransigence

caressed

with loving persistence

by drifting tufts

of the summer breeze

Cocooning

deemed creepy-crawly

she was confined

in no self-spun silk

chrysalis

captive

she deliquesced

consuming herself

until she is

no longer

more than

mucilaginous goo

you will transform

they told her

you will fly free

beautiful to behold

inside her shell

pulsating gunk and muck

all she knows

is insensate ooze

 

one morning

she twitches

involuntarily

sludge coalesces

in directable movement

pounding the horns

of her head

rhythmic

repeating

she cracks the shell

shivers in the air

while slime

dribbles off

she thrusts forward

seared in dawn

unfurls

On Survival

this surviving business

is a grisly clotted mess

we scratch and claw

through the carnage

of our wounds

belly-crawling

through the muck

toward healing

we press the edges

of our lacerations

squeezing through bitten lips

forcing out suppuration

mingled sweat and tears

we scrape away

laboriously

layers of filthy rot

in cleansing

tortuous debridement

accompanied by

horror movie soundtrack

hideous silent shrieking

of our souls

ripped asunder

 

survivor

conjures strength

renewal

wholeness

straight backed

warriors

conquering

 

getting to

survivor

looks like

rabid jackals

in a gory feeding frenzy

on trauma’s

afterbirth