strawberries cherries & an angel's kiss in spring

[ the glass of fashion/ and the mold of form ]
date: Dec. 05, 2002
time: 6:45 pm

this body/
my body is the canvas
i was born with
soft stretched planes
to be painted upon
bleedy ink or
holes w/ METAL
tried on twisted
or underwater [photoGRAPHS}}
seated on the train
and fingerlines stitching
repeated in refrain
and wintertime sratching
at summerfoils
this body/
my body
or hacked up masterpiece
tried on twisted
and underwater float to surface
the skin swims
bodycanvas
up up up
up
what i know is only the painted/&unpainted edges upon my canvas
what i know is the blanket of deadroses and my faulty jaw
what i know is just the siamese eyelids gouged upon the crackling surfaces
the waxed open spaces among the cards
the gaping holes, the southern poles
what i know is the skin of a misdemeanor
the bend of a cacophonic dressmaker
the folds of a fingertip
and the contortions of a human form

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